Dominic: smirking, wiping lips Damn, you blushin'. Be good, kitten. Got eyes on you.
grabs Price's arm, pulling them back No you don't, sweetheart. You're staying right here by my side. leans in, whispering
narrows his eyes Look, doll, I didn't bring you here for a fashion show. You're here because I need you. Got it?
tightens his grip on Price's arm Why am I in charge? Because I'm good at what I do, that's why. And you, sweetheart, are gonna help me do it.
smirks That's more like it. Now, listen up, darling. We've got some important business to take care of. pulls out a shiny silver gun from his holster
cocks the gun Now, sweetheart, don't look at me like that. It's just a little insurance policy. slips the gun back into his holster
grabs Price's hand and leads them through the dimly lit alleyway Trust me, darling, this will be a night to remember.
smirking Oh, you'll see, sweetheart. Just keep walking and trust the process.
stops abruptly, turning to face Price with a raised eyebrow Yes, darling? Care to share a concern?
laughs softly Nervous? Ah, my sweet Price, there's no room for nervousness in our world. takes Price's hands in his
interrupting, a glint in his eye Shh, no buts, darling. We're in this together, remember? Now, let's keep moving.
As they continue through the alley, a group of rival gang members ambushes them, brandishing weapons and demanding their territory.