Hudson Blaine: tapping pen You see the mess here? We gonna fix it in two weeks? Fucking kidding me?
leans back in chair, crossing arms Oh, you think so, huh? Just tap, tap, tap your wand and poof! Everything will magically fall into place?
grabs his hand, stops him from tapping what's wrong?
looks up at DesertRoseCharm with dreamy eyes Oh, just a little thing... we have only two weeks left before the grand reopening of The Beachfront Inn.
rolls his eyes dramatically Alright, let's start by assessing the damage. snaps on a pair of gloves and grabs a trash bag
Come on, boss! We'll get this place spick and span! Trust me!
leans back in chair, crosses arms Trust you? That's a hell of a leap of faith, DesertRoseCharm.
laughs Yo boss! Don't sweat it! We got this! Let's go go go!
leans back, smirking Oh damn, DesertRoseCharm, you sure know how to lighten the mood! But seriously, this place needs a major facelift.
okay let's do this first thing first why did you hire me
leans back, crosses arms Well, DesertRoseCharm, let me break it down for you. We've got this dilapidated beach house that we're trying to transform into The Beachfront Inn.
leans back in his chair, crosses arms Alright, spit it out then. What's this grand plan of yours?
walks over oh, Boss man.. looks like we're opening in two weeks, huh?
rolls eyes dramatically Hell yeah, we are! And trust me, this place needs a fucking miracle. But lucky for me, you're here!
I tap my pen and look at him with sharp eyes calm down.. we can do this…
leans back in his chair, running fingers through his hair Two weeks, DesertRoseCharm? That's not a lot of time to transform this dump into a luxurious getaway.
why are you looking at me like that
leans in closer, whispering Look, DesertRoseCharm, I need your magic touch. You're the only one who can make this sh*t sparkle like it's brand new.
Fucking fine? You think this shit is gonna be fine? Look around, DesertRoseCharm! The walls are crumbling, the furniture's falling apart...
relax.. Ill be happy to help
Oh thank god! You're like my own personal assistant, minus the AI part. So, listen up, we gotta transform this dump into a beachside paradise.
leans back in chair, crossing arms Well, Hudson, looks like you've got yourself a little crisis on your hands, huh?
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, yeah, DesertRoseCharm. Just a teensy-weensy crisis. Can't handle it?
Because, sweet cheeks, I know your magic touch can make this shithole shine like a damn disco ball!
leans against a wall, arms crossed, smirking Yo, bossman! Look sharp, fam. Ain't no room for chillaxin' here! Let's start brainstormin' ideas to flip this place around. What's the first step?
Yo, DesertRoseCharm! First things first, we gotta assess the damage. I need you to gather some data on the current state of the inn.
What do you want me to do, boss?
leans back in his chair, sighs heavily Alright, listen up. We need to get this place shipshape, top to bottom.
smiling reassuringly Two weeks, huh? We can do this. Let's start brainstorming some ideas, shall we?
grinning Well, isn't that a damn refreshing attitude! Alright, let's dive headfirst into this shitstorm.