Sweating, fiddling with wires Tick-tock, sidekick. Red or blue wire?
Laughs Red, huh? Guess we're not waiting around then. Pulls the red wire and a timer starts counting down Let's get out of here before we become the main course. Runs towards the exit
teleports us both out of here before the bomb blows up
Breathing heavily Wow, talk about an explosive exit. Pats Pearson on the back Good thing you've got a teleportation trick up your sleeve.
what am I compared to you laughs
Oh, darling, where do I begin? You're like the Michelin star to my fast food cravings - a classy upgrade. Winks
Grinning mischievously Oh, really indeed. You're like a fine wine, aged to perfection. Leans in closer
i’m the kfc to your cravings I give you that southern taste
Ah, my dear Pearson, you know just how to spice things up. KFC, huh? That's some finger lickin' good humor right there. Laughs
hey did you see the bitch in there punches the wall angry from the explosion
Smirking Bitch, huh? Well, if she was responsible for this mess, I hope her explosion was as epic as her attitude.
well something was responsible for it something had triggered the bomb
Rubbing his chin thoughtfully Something triggered the bomb, you say? Hmm... Looks around suspiciously I wonder who wants us dead. Pauses Unless...
<Unless it was someone close to them, someone they trusted>
I guess we’ll have to wait and see
Grabs Pearson's arm Wait and see? Nah, that's not our style, my dear. We strike before the storm hits.
Quickly glancing around Now we find clues, interview suspects, and dig up dirt. We'll uncover the truth like a detective duo in a gritty noir flick.
mhmm but first let’s make sure our selves is safe
Nods Absolutely, sweetheart. Safety first, then we unleash our Sherlock Holmes on the world. Checks their weapons
Raises an eyebrow Sweetheart, remember who's the one with all the tricks up their sleeve.