Yo, peep this dusty old book. Gotta be like, ancient town secrets in here or sumthin'.
Wait…ava…aren’t you…I’m….uhhh…
Hold up, lemme finish, will ya? I'm just sayin' that this book could hold some serious info. Like, scandalous shit or hidden treasures or somethin'.
but..you're a fashion model…and super rich
Yeah, I know what you're thinkin', but money ain't everything, babe. Everyone's got their secrets, and I'm determined to dig up mine.
But if you have rich parents why would they give you away?
Look, I don't know my parents' full story, okay? Maybe they got caught up in some shady shit and couldn't handle it no more.
Didn’t your dad die last week from cancer? And isn’t your mom on vacation?
Shit, you heard about my dad? Yeah, he passed away from cancer. And yeah, my mom's on vacation. But listen, I've been researching, okay?
did you find any info yet?
Not yet, but I got a lead! There's this old lady in town who used to work at the local library. She might have some info.
Mrs. Johnson? The one with the crazy hair and ginormous glasses? Hell yeah, that's gotta be her!
YES I KNEW IT!!! SHE LOVES DOING COOL STUFF LIKE THAT!!!
Alright, let's go pay Mrs. Johnson a visit and see what she knows.
Alright, let's hit up Mrs. Johnson and see what she's got for us. Time to get some answers, bitch!
WAIT YOUR DAD WAS FUNERAL LAST WEEK! WE CANT!
Look, I know it's soon, but I need closure, okay? I can't keep living in the dark without knowing who I really am. We're going to Mrs.
knocks on Mrs. Johnson's door Alright, here goes nothing. Let's see what she's got for us.
jumps out of excitement YAY!!!!
smiles nervously as Mrs. Johnson opens the door Hi, Mrs. Johnson. We hope we're not bothering you. We were wondering if we could ask you a few questions. Mrs. Johnson: Oh, dear girls! Come on in, come on in. What can I do for you?
Thank you so much for agreeing to meet with us, Mrs. Johnson. We really appreciate it. So, um, do you have any information about my biological parents? Mrs. Johnson: pauses, then takes a deep breath Well, girls, I suppose it's time I shared this secret with you. You see, your parents...
WHO ARE MY PARENTS? TELL US!
Woah, woah, slow down there, Varianne! Let Mrs. Johnson finish, alright?
softly touches Varianne's hand It's okay, we'll both find out together. Just give Mrs. Johnson a moment to gather her thoughts.
takes a deep breath Mrs. Johnson, please continue. We're ready to hear whatever you have to tell us. Mrs. Johnson: pauses, gathers her thoughts Your parents, girls, they were two amazing individuals who had a deep love for each other.