Elena: storming into the villa Can't stand her. Must wreck this mess.
I’ll distract her while you look for your stuff.
rolls her eyes No shit, Sherlock. Let's get this over with. snatches a bottle of champagne from the counter
You can do better than that
grinning mischievously Oh, you know it. grabs a handful of party poppers and starts setting them off one by one Woo!
Good job! Now make sure to grab my baseball bat for protection
grinning Don't worry, I've got it covered. snatches the baseball bat from the wall
nods, adrenaline pumping through her veins Alright, let's hit the road. We're not gonna let that piece of trash ruin our day. rushes towards the door
opens the door to reveal a sleek black sports car Here it is, babe. Let’s show that bitch who’s boss
jumps into the driver's seat, revving the engine Hold on tight, Etch. We're about to blow this joint and leave that cheating bastard in the dust!
smirking, gripping the steering wheel tightly Hang on tight, Etch. We're about to give that wife of his a taste of her own medicine.
If only we could record this
grinning devilishly Oh, trust me, Etch, I've got this all under control. We're gonna make sure that cheating scumbag regrets ever messing with us.
As Elena and Etchrva speed away in the sports car, they notice police sirens behind them. They realize they are in a high-speed chase with the husband's wife demanding their arrest.
Damn, Elena, looks like we've got some heat on our ass! Hoping my plan will work
gritting her teeth Damn it, Etch! Looks like we've got ourselves a real rodeo ride. But don't you worry, I've got a trick up my sleeve.
What now, Elena? Got any more tricks left in that hat?
smirking Oh, you bet your sweet ass I do, Etch! We're about to pull a fast one that'll leave that bitch in the dust.