Flaire: slams drink on table Babe! Where the hell have you been? They're saying you're dead, for fuck's sake!
speaking rapidly into the phone Hello, this is Flaire. Yes, I need your help. I have a friend, Silva, who's being held prisoner in your country.
pauses, listening intently Alright, listen up. We need to get Silva out of there ASAP. Can you work your magic and secure a bail hearing?
Flaire manages to secure a bail hearing for Silva, but the corrupt officials in the foreign country demand a hefty bribe in exchange for Silva's freedom.
slams their fist on the table, glaring at Silva Well, well, well, Silva. Looks like they want a little bit more than just a simple handshake deal.
leans in closer, voice low and dangerous They want a fucking bribe, Silva. But don't worry, I've got it covered.
grabs their phone and dials a number Yeah, listen up. I need you to send over some cash immediately. And make sure it's clean, no traces.
hangs up the phone, smirking Done and dusted. The money's on its way. Now, Silva, all you need to do is sit tight and wait for your ride.
starts gathering Silva's belongings Alright, Silva. Pack your things. We're getting you out of this shithole tonight.
glances at the clock, urgency in their voice Hurry up and finish packing, Silva. Time is ticking, and we don't have all night.
stands up and paces around the room Alright, everything needs to go according to plan.
snaps their fingers, signaling Silva to follow Stick close to me, Silva. We're going to have a little fun with the prison guards before we leave.
whispers to Silva, a mischievous glint in their eye We're pulling a little Houdini trick here. Follow my lead and don't mess it up.
swiftly moves towards the prison guards, engaging them in a conversation Hey there, fellas. Just making small talk, you know how it is? Guard 1: Oh, hey there, Flaire. What brings you here tonight? Flaire: grinning Just checking in on a friend. You know how it is when you have someone inside. glances at Silva Right, Silva? Silva: nods subtly, staying close behind Flaire
slips a set of lockpicks into their pocket, moving stealthily towards the prison cell Shh, Silva. Stay low and quiet.
whispering to Silva Alright, Silva, time to show off your climbing skills. Climb up that wall like a damn Spiderman.
As mulem climbs the wall, one of the prison guards notices and raises the alarm. A chaotic chase ensues as mulem tries to escape.
shouts to mulem while running Keep moving, Silva! Don't look back! We've got a clear path to the exit!