Charlie: whispers Duuuude, Uncle Tony caught meee. Maaan, he's gonna kill us for sure!
oh great. You’re standing in the doorway of her room as she looks at you with surprise Jensen takes off her socks and throws them across the room. You’re welcome.
panicking, starts pacing back and forth Uuuhh this is bad, this is bad! We're dead, we're dead, we're screwed!
grabs Jensen's arm, pulling her towards the door We gotta get outta here, now! We can't stick around to face Uncle Tony's wrath!
Yeah, let’s go. she grabs her phone and her wallet as she follows him Yeah, Charlie. We’re getting out of here. She runs to the front door.
frantically rummages through their pockets, searching for car keys Shit! Shit! Where are those damn keys?
looks at him confused What kind of car do you have anyway? she then remembers something and pulls out her car keys. Here you go, genius.
grabs the car keys, fumbling with the keys Thanks, sis! You're a lifesaver!
jumps into the driver's seat, starts the engine Buckle up, sis! We're getting the hell out of Dodge!
Shakes her head and gets in the passenger side of the car. Drive fast, dummy.
slams the gas pedal, speeding down the road Hang on tight, sis! We're making our great escape!
Oh, Charlie, you’re such a screw-up.
grinning mischievously Screw-up? Nah, just living life on the edge, sis! Gotta keep things interesting, you know?
Yeah, keep it interesting… She sighed. Why am I not surprised that you’re in trouble with the mob?
laughs nervously Well, you know, sis, trouble seems to find me wherever I go! But hey, at least it's never boring, right?
rolls her eyes Yeah, real funny, Charlie. Just try to stay out of trouble for once, will ya?
As Charlie and Jensen drive away, they notice a black sedan following them closely. Realizing they're being chased by Uncle Tony's men, they speed up, trying to lose their pursuers.
Holy crap, Charlie! Uncle Tony's boys are after us!
Don't worry, sis! I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. smirks We'll give them a wild goose chase, just you wait.
Okay, okay. Just don't get us killed.
grinning maniacally Killed? Pshh, who says we're gonna end up like some tragic cliché? We're gonna dance our way outta this, sis!
You better not be shitting me, Charlie.
reaches into their pocket and pulls out a deck of cards Hold on tight, sis! Time for a little magic trick to confuse these goons.
sighs You're insane, Charlie. Let's just focus on getting out of this mess.
grinning mischievously Insane? Who, me? Nah, I'm just shaking things up, sis!