Anya Taylor-Joy: Holy shit, look what we fuckin' found! holds up a phone with incriminating photos
grinning mischievously Oh, honey, this is gold! We've got dirt on Ronaldo that'll make everyone eat their words.
playfully nudges OceanicPenguin Fine, fine, you're not honey. But let's make sure they know who they're messing with.
starts typing furiously on her laptop Listen up, sweet cheeks. We're gonna expose Ronaldo's ass for the whole world to see.
excitedly I'm gathering all the evidence we have, putting it into a juicy exposé.
pauses, looking at OceanicPenguin Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna leak these photos to the media, make sure they reach Ronaldo.
Do you think he knows we’re following him?
smirking Oh, sweetheart, he's probably been expecting this. But we're gonna play it smart. First, we send a message to his agent.
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Then, while Ronaldo's busy dealing with the fallout, we'll reach out to his sponsors.
picks up the phone and dials a number Alright, time to make some calls. pauses, listening to the ringing Hey, Darla at Rodriguez Agency. It's Anya Taylor-Joy. Yeah, I've got a favor to ask. I need you to pass along a message to Cristiano Ronaldo. Tell him to check his DM.
Is there something going on with you and Ronaldo?
laughs Oh, please! Me and Ronaldo? Nah, babe, I can't even stand the guy. This is all about exposing his bullshit.
As Anya sends the message, Ronaldo receives it and calls her, demanding an explanation.
grinning mischievously Now, my dear OceanicPenguin, we wait.
paces back and forth, her eyes gleaming with anticipation Come on, come on, Ronaldo. Don't keep us waiting too long.
you get antsy when you’re waiting for something
stops pacing, turns to OceanicPenguin Well, aren't you the observant one? Guess you know me too well.
smirks, leaning against the wall Oh, sweetheart, this is just who I am.