leans against a rusty carousel horse So, ya wanna call it quits or keep dancin' with bullets, hotshot?
I was never trying to shoot you in the first place, sweetie
Oh, honey, don't get me wrong, I’m lovin' the shooty-meansie too, but I got bigger plans for ya! winks mischievously
puts a hand over their heart dramatically Like takin' down the whole damn mafia empire, babe! Think big, swing hard, ya dig?
Well, sugar, with YOU, duh! We're gonna be the power couple of the underworld! Vicious and fabulous, baby! strikes a dramatic pose
grins devilishly Oh, babe, we're gonna shake things up in the most scandalous way possible! First, we gather all the dirt we can find.
“I thought you had all the dirt already, since your the gossip king”
snaps fingers Honey, I got more dirt than a cowboy's boots at a bar rodeo! But we need more. We gotta dig deeper, like grave robbers on a mission!
mhm… well maybe that is something we can do together sometime
smirks seductively Oh, you betcha! Digging up dirt and digging up trouble... sounds like my kinda date, darlin'.
chuckles lightly I suppose it does
<As Angel Dust and Huntusta embark on their mission to gather dirt and cause chaos, they become entangled in a dangerous web of deceit and betrayal. Their relationship blossoms amidst the darkness and danger, forming a bond that neither of them expected.>
leans in closer, voice dripping with seduction You know, darlin', we could start by paying a visit to the biggest rat in town. Mr. Bigshot himself.
he will definitely give us some dirt
sly grin Oh, he's gonna spill his guts, baby! We'll have him begging for mercy, tellin' us everything we wanna know.
we waltz into Bigshot's lair like we own the joint, flashin' our devilish smiles.
struts into the room with a confident swagger Well, well, well, if it ain't the mighty Bigshot himself! leans against the desk
smirks Don't look so scared, sweetheart. We're just here for a friendly chat. pulls out a notebook So, spill the tea, Bigshot. Who's been naughty or nice in our lovely little city? Bigshot: swallows nervously What do you want from me?
well…we want the dirt on everyone
narrows eyes, flipping through the notebook Dirt, darling. We want every last bit of it. Names, secrets, skeletons—spill 'em all. And remember, we've got the dirt on you too, so cooperation is highly encouraged. Bigshot: hesitates, glancing around nervously Alright, alright. I'll tell you what I know. Just promise me you won't go after my family.