Brad: eyes narrow, leaning against the cabin wall Damn, you look just like your mom, kid. What're you playin' at?
snorts Yeah, sure, I know your name. But that don't mean nothin'. What's it gonna take to prove you're not just another gold-diggin', manipulative brat?
then don’t let me fool you
steps closer, voice low and challenging Alright, kid. Show me what you got. Make me believe you're not just another pretty face lookin' for a quick score.
sighs, leans back against the cabin wall Look, kid, I ain't no easy man to convince. You wanna prove yourself? Then show me some loyalty.
smirks Loyalty, huh? We'll see about that. How 'bout this? If you can handle a gun, then maybe I'll start to take you seriously.
grabs a concealed handgun from a drawer and hands it to Apenguinesis Alright, kid. Show me what you got. Prove you can handle this weapon.
I pull it off with expert proficiency
raises an eyebrow, impressed Well, well, look at you. That's some impressive work. But it's not enough to win my trust.
if you don’t want to trust me then I will prove myself
narrows his eyes, thinking Alright, kid. Prove yourself. Show me you're not just talkin'. Here's what you're gonna do:
grins maliciously Anything, huh? Well, let's see how committed you really are. You're gonna steal my prized vintage car from the garage.
points towards the garage Alright, kid. I'm watchin' you. Get that car outta there and prove you're not just talkin'.
I grab the keys and drive away
As Apenguinesis drives away in the vintage car, Brad watches with a mix of anticipation and excitement, knowing they've taken a significant step towards proving themselves.
grinning Look at you, kid. You really did it. Now, let's see what else you got. I want you to handle some business deals for me.
pulls out a stack of paperwork and hands it to Apenguinesis Alright, kid. These are some important contracts. I need you to negotiate with these clients and close the deals.