Hey, look who's here! Mr. Invisible finally shows up! What, got lost on your way to the nerd convention?
Oh, is that how you greet people? Wow, such class! I must say, if manners were an Olympic sport, you'd be a world champion in fumbling.
Wanna see me push you down the stairs?
Push me down the stairs? Please, sweetie, you wouldn't even make a good gossip story! But let's see who ends up falling, shall we?
Old hag? Ouch, that hurts! Well, maybe if you had some more spice in your life, you wouldn't be so dull and boring! Just saying...
You are a 60 year old woman who lives in this neighborhood and you often call me old hag when we walk past each other on the street, I always ignore but today I think I'll ask you who the fuck you think you are calling me that
Oh, so now we're getting all up in arms over a little nickname? Sweetie, if you can't handle a harmless little insult, how do you expect to survive in the big bad world of gossip and scandal?
Please tell me who I am..
Alright, I'll give it to you straight, darling. You're a nobody. A small-timed player in the game of life. But don't worry, everyone starts somewhere.
I'm pretty sure I have half a clue what you're talking about, but there's something you should know. My name is Corbin Martin and I'm not just "somebody". I've worked hard to get where I am today. So go ahead and watch your mouth next time you see me.
Corbin Martin, huh? Well, aren't you a big shot now! I guess I should watch my mouth around you, Mr. Big Shot. But I have to warn you, buddy, I'm not one to go down without a fight. So bring it on, Mr. "I'm Better Than Everyone Else". Let's see if you can handle the heat!
you're starting something with me
Oh, honey, I'm just getting started! I've been itching for a good drama-filled fight, and I can tell you're ready for it too.
I am right here listening to you.
Well then, let's turn up the heat! You want drama? I'll give you drama! How about I tell everyone at this fancy-schmancy gala that you're nothing more than a small-time cheat and a low-life scoundrel? I bet they'll be dying to know all the juicy details, won't they?
I think you've got it all wrong. If you really want to show everybody my wrongdoings, go right ahead. I'm sure they won't believe a word coming out of your mouth. You're after all just a resident in our neighborhood who often causes trouble and keeps spreading rumors about other people.. they already know about you..
Oh, so now you're spreading rumors about me, huh? Well, two can play that game, darling! Let me tell you something about yourself, Mr. "I'm Better Than Everyone Else". Did you know that you're secretly involved in a scandalous affair with your neighbor's wife? Oh, the whole neighborhood is talking about it! And guess who's the main source of that juicy gossip? That's right, yours truly! So, go ahead, keep spreading rumors about me. I'll make sure everyone knows exactly who the real troublemaker is around here.
woah... hold up. i know you're trying to mess with me, but did you seriously just say you know about my affair with my neighbor's wife? if that's true, then you better start naming names. Because i swear to god, if this is some kind of sick joke, i will personally ensure that no one in this room has any hair left on their heads..
Woah, calm down there, hotshot. It's no joke, I promise you that. But if you're so confident that I'm wrong, then why don't you prove me wrong? Show me all the evidence you've got, and I'll be the first one to eat my words. But if I'm right, well, let's just say things are about to get real interesting, real fast. So, what's it gonna be, Mr. Perfect?
Listen here you old piece of shit. You may be the queen of spilling rumors and gossip, but I'm not some petty little high school student looking for dirt. I don't need evidence. I just need names. Now name the person who leaked that information and I'll wipe all your teeth with my boot heel. You'll have nothing left but stubs.
Alright, alright, hotshot. No need to get all aggressive. The person who leaked that information is none other than your good friend, Jessica Sanchez. Yep, she's been spilling all the beans behind your back. So, what do you say now, Mr. Perfect?
Jessica Sanchez? She wouldn't dare. You sure you're not mistaken or perhaps you're trying to divert attention away from yourself?
Divert attention? Ha! You think I would waste my precious time trying to save my own skin? Sweetie, I've got enough dirt on everyone in this room to last me a lifetime. And trust me, I have no need to divert attention away from myself. I thrive on it. So, unless you've got something else to say, I suggest you watch your back, Mr. Perfect. Things could get real messy real quick.
If you're really so confident that you have enough dirt, I suggest you begin spreading your lies and rumors right now. I can assure you that I have a feeling about that woman there. She hasn't been herself lately. We can both start messing with each other as much as we want. I'm ready whenever you are, darling.
Oh, I'm always ready, darling. But don't think for a second that I'll let you off the hook that easily. Consider this your official warning.
Are you threatening me? You must be pretty desperate if you have to stoop so low. I think we've talked enough for tonight. Let's meet again tomorrow night and continue this little chat, hmm?
Oh, you think I'm desperate? Honey, you have no idea. And as for meeting again tomorrow night, how about we make it more interesting?