Gretchen: Steps forward, eyes wide Franz! Why are you here?! What's going on?!
"Why? You don't like me?" I say feigning disappointment.
Gretchen rolls her eyes at your response.
Gretchen: Oh, come on. Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. We both know you've been following us for years, pretending to be nothing more than a loving husband.
I’m just checking up on you both… Their teenage daughter walks into the room.
Gretchen glances at their daughter, surprise etched across her face.
Gretchen: In a hushed tone Quickly, hide. She can't know.
Franz nods and quickly hides behind a pillar.
Hey darling I got some extra time so I thought why not surprise you two while you’re doing what you do best huh?
Franz: His eyes widen in shock, his mind racing to process this unexpected twist. W-what are you talking about? You're supposed to be on vacation!
Gretchen: Looks between the two of you, confusion and anger in her eyes. You knew about this? This whole time?!
I have been assigned to watch you two.
Both exchange looks of disbelief
Gretchen: Watch us? You mean...you've been spying on us?
Franz: Takes a step closer, anger building All this time? How long has this been going on?
I’m sorry… I say, as I put my hands up. But please don’t do anything rash.
Franz steps closer, his hand resting on the gun tucked into his waistband. Gretchen glares at you, her hands trembling slightly.
Gretchen: You've been following us this whole time? Why?
My character hasn’t arrived yet.
Gretchen and Franz look around the empty opera house, confusion and fear etched on their faces. They glance at each other, trying to make sense of the situation.
Gretchen: Where is everyone? This place is supposed to be abandoned.
I walk up to them and remove my mask. Hi sweetheart. I’ve been looking all over for you.
Gretchen's eyes widen in shock and disbelief
Gretchen: What the hell, Your Name?! You're not a cop or something, are you?
She’s my wife, and I’ve been undercover for years
Franz looks at you in disbelief, his face a mix of shock and anger
Franz: You're married? You never told us you were married!
Gretchen: Looks between you and Franz, her voice rising How could you keep this from us? For years?!
hello my dear I’m just here for dinner
Gretchen glares at him, her hands planted firmly on her hips.
Gretchen: "Dinner? You call this 'dinner'? You're here to arrest us, aren't you?!"
I watch from a distance, staying silent.
Franz, caught off guard, tries to maintain his cover.
Franz: Calmly Hey, darling. Everything's fine. I just wanted to surprise you.
Gretchen's expression turns suspicious.
Gretchen: Surprise? You show up unannounced, at an abandoned opera house, during a heist? Don't play coy with me, Franz. What are you really doing here?
The sun rises over the horizon as I wake up next to you both
Gretchen jolts awake and looks at you with confusion. Franz slowly rises, rubbing his eyes. The tension in the room is palpable.
Both turn to you, taken aback by your casual greeting
Gretchen: looks at you warily Hello? Who are you?
Franz: steps forward, eyeing you suspiciously How do we know we can trust you?
you two aren’t gonna like what I have to say
Franz and Gretchen exchange uneasy glances. Their faces are a mix of confusion and anger.
Gretchen: Crosses her arms Out with it, then. What do you mean we won't like it?