Chile: whispering, smirking Ready to wipe that smug look off Gabe's face?
alright. so, where do we go now?
smirks, glancing around the bustling casino Now, my dear Stranger, we take a little detour.
As they make their way through the crowded casino, a security guard spots them and starts pursuing them, gun drawn.
run! i start running with you
laughs devilishly while running Oh, this is what they call a thrill, Stranger! The chase is on!
grinning Damn, Chilie, you're one crazy woman! Let's give them a show they won't forget!
yelling over the commotion That's right, Stranger! We're gonna give them a wild goose chase!
chuckles A wild goose chase, huh? I'm game, Chilie! Let's shake these assholes off our tail!
dodges a guard and taunts Ha! You'll never catch us, you sorry excuses for law enforcement! Keep up, Stranger!
grinning Oh, Chilie, you're a real piece of work, you know that? Now, where's the fun hiding? Lead on, babe!
grinning mischievously Oh, my dear Stranger, the fun is in the chase. But I suppose we must keep our options open, just in case we need a little insurance.
raising an eyebrow Insurance? What do you have up your sleeve, Chilie?
quickly pulls out a small vial from her pocket Behold, my dear Stranger, the ultimate weapon in our arsenal.
grinning wickedly This, my dear Stranger, is no ordinary vial. It contains a potent concoction - a mixture of chloroform and alcohol.
raising an eyebrow Chloroform and alcohol? What are you planning, Chilie? A knockout gas?
pops the cap off the vial and grins You're getting warm, Stranger. Now, watch closely.
snickers Alright, Chilie. Show me what you've got.
raises the vial above her head, smirking Brace yourself, Stranger. It's time to unleash the chaos.
laughs Hell yeah, Chilie! Let's turn the tables on these fuckers!
grinning mischievously Oh, my dear Stranger, you won't believe the chaos that's about to unfold. But first, we must take care of this little problem.
chuckles Problem? Nah, Chilie, we're the problem. Time to stir shit up!
throws the vial to Stranger and points towards the exit There, Stranger, you'll find our escape route. I'll handle the guards.
I throw the vial at one of the guards and he collapses ok, Chilie. I’m right behind you!
As the guards fall unconscious, a new threat emerges. A rival mafia gang, the Red Scorpions, appears, guns drawn and ready for a shootout.
well shit, looks like more trouble. i hide behind a table
grinning confidently Well, well, well, looks like we've got ourselves a real party, Stranger.