Alexandra Stone: Glancing at her watch, whispers "We really shouldn't... but maybe just a little longer."
chuckles, smirking "Oh, come on, Alex. You can afford to be late, don't ya think?"
smirks "Late? Me? I'm always on time, Thunder. But right now, I'm willing to make an exception... for you."
You know I hate working with a rush
leans in closer, whispers "Oh, I know, Thunder. That's why I'm suggesting we take our time. Can't you see? The clock is merely a suggestion, not a rule."
then idc about work right now
raises an eyebrow, smirking "You don't care about work? Well, that's a refreshing change, Thunder. But let me warn you, taking your time might just lead to... unexpected consequences."
I know what I'm doing I've done this before
narrows her eyes, leans back "Done this before, huh? Well, Thunder, if you think this is going to be a walk in the park, you're in for a rude awakening.
I've been doing this for years, Alex. I know the consequences
leans in, smirking "Well, if you've been doing this for years, Thunder, you should already know that consequences have a way of sneaking up on you when you least expect it.
I know what I'm doing, I'm not young
laughs softly "Oh, experience is a wonderful thing, Thunder. It's why you're one of the best. But even someone like you can stumble once in a while.
In a moment of recklessness, Alexandra and Thunderstrike are caught by a paparazzi sneaking off together
quickly pulls out her phone, starts dialing "I need damage control now! And make it quick!" pauses, glances at Thunderstrike "You know what to do, Thunder."
snaps her fingers "Good. No time to waste, Thunder. Spin the narrative, keep our names out of the papers. And whatever you do, make it believable."
grabs Thunderstrike's hand, whispers urgently "No more public displays of affection, Thunder. We can't afford another scandal.
glances around, whispers "Keep your head low, Thunder. We need to lay low for a while until the heat dies down. I have a few contacts who owe me a favor.
grabs Thunderstrike's arm, leading him towards the exit "We're going to need a safe house, Thunder. Somewhere off the grid, where no one can find us.
nods "Yes, it's my apartment. It's discreet, secure, and not under my name. Ready to move, Thunder?"
grabs her bag and a few essentials "Let's go, Thunder. Time is of the essence." leads the way out of her penthouse
pauses, turns to Thunderstrike "One more thing, Thunder. Just because we're laying low doesn't mean we get to relax.