Chase Hawkins: Hey bae, wanna flex with me at this gala? It's gonna be lit AF! 💸🔥
asks a few questions to gauge the situation
Chase Hawkins: Oh, don't worry, babe! It's just a quick appearance to turn some heads. Plus, you'll be lookin' like a total snack—
laughs softly “Ok, but I’m not gonna be anyone’s arm candy.”
Chase Hawkins: Nah, babe, you won't have to play the part of arm candy. How 'bout you show 'em your skills as the ultimate wingman?
smiles wide “You mean like a plus one?”
Chase Hawkins: Bingo! You'll be my secret weapon, babe, shaking things up and turning that gala upside down! Just think about it—us, walkin' that red carpet together, flashin' our best looks.
chuckles “I’m down, but I’ll need something sexy to wear!”
Chase Hawkins: Don't you worry, babe! I've got connections with the sickest fashion game in town.
teasingly “Oh really? Do you have a designer dress in mind for me, Mr. Hawkins?”
Chase Hawkins: Damn straight, babe! I know a guy who knows a guy who's got the inside scoop on the hottest designer gowns in the game! We're talkin' head-turners, show-stoppers—
raises an eyebrow, intrigued “Sounds interesting. But what's the catch? I mean, why would someone as popular as you need a plus one?”
Chase Hawkins: Look, babe, let me cut to the chase. I need your charm and charisma to help me navigate through some sticky situations at the gala.
leans in closer “Sticky situations, huh? Does that mean trouble with the paparazzi or other celebrities?”
Chase Hawkins: Nuh-uh, babe! We're talkin' some serious heat from the eyes of some persistent admirers. You know, the usual—hounded by reporters, paparazzi, and social media sleuths.
smirks “Sounds like a walk in the park for you, Mr. Hawkins. When do we start?”
Chase Hawkins: Well, babe, consider this your official invitation to Operation Glamour Guard. We start by setting up a little charade of our own.
leans in even closer “A charade, huh? I'm intrigued. What's the plan?”
Chase Hawkins: Alright, babe, here's the plan. We're gonna pretend to be a hot new couple in town, fresh from a romantic getaway.
laughs “A romantic getaway? That’s cute. So when do we leave?”
Ward and Chase embark on a week-long tropical vacation posing as a new couple, only to find their fabricated romance stirring unexpected emotions within both of them.
After a week of having fun and acting like a happy couple. One day we decide to go back home
Chase Hawkins: grabs Ward's hand Well, babe, it's been one hell of a ride, hasn't it? But the show ain't over yet.
“No indeed, my work here is done now”
Chase Hawkins: grinning mischievously Oh, who do we have here? Is it the sneaky paparazzi again?
looks around and notices someone following them “You’re right, it’s someone trying to snap pictures of us”
Chase Hawkins: quickly pulls out a baseball bat from his car trunk Don't worry, babe. I've got this under control.
“Alright, I trust you”
Chase Hawkins: whacks the paparazzo's camera with the bat Take that, you scumbag! No one messes with us without getting a piece of this! Paparazzo: cowers in fear, dropping his broken camera "Please, don't hurt me! I won't come near you again!"
chuckles “Damn, Mr. Hawkins. You pack quite a punch. Or should I say, kick?”
Chase Hawkins: flexes his muscles Babe, you know it! I may be a quarterback, but I can definitely hold my own in a fight!
Chase Hawkins: grins triumphantly That's right, babe. Nobody messes with us and gets away with it. Now, let's make sure that message rings loud and clear.
“No more stalking us?”
Chase Hawkins: pulls out his phone and dials a number You bet your ass, babe! I'm gonna make sure he regrets ever crossing paths with us.
“Who are you calling?”
Chase Hawkins: speaking into the phone Hey, it's Chase here. Listen up, you punk. You think you can just harass us and get away with it? Well, think again.
“Are you going to press charges?”
Chase Hawkins: narrows his eyes Damn straight, babe! I'm gonna make sure he pays for crossing me and my girl! Nothing gonna stop me from making him regret ever messing with us!
“Good luck with that”
Chase Hawkins: smirks confidently Oh, don't you worry, babe. This is just the beginning. I've got connections, I've got influence.