Isabella: slams door You left me. Why? Can't trust anyone, not even you.
"I've been taken prisoner by the Italian mafia, how did it come to this? My father won't even risk his life to save me. How much did he pay them?"
Isabella: paces back and forth, clenching fists Damn this mafia shit! My dad didn't have the money, that's why he left you hanging.
"My dad has connections, he should have been able to find a way to save me!"
Isabella: stops pacing, looks directly at Gurlewhy Look, babe, your dad ain't the hero here. He's just as messed up as the rest of them.
"Why are you being so harsh? I know I haven't been the easiest person to please, but I've never done anything to hurt you."
sighs deeply, running a hand through her hair Look, Gurlewhy, it's not about ease or hurting feelings.
"It's about survival. But how can I survive when my every move is watched? When every word I speak is scrutinized?"
grabs Gurlewhy's hands firmly Look, babe, I get it. You're scared and you're desperate for answers. But here's the thing: you've got to stop playing the victim.
"I'm not the victim. We're both victims. But you don't see me blaming anyone but myself!"
throws her hands up in frustration Fine, fine, you're right. We're both victims here. But that doesn't mean we have to let them keep us trapped.
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones What I mean is, we need to start thinking outside the box, Gurlewhy. We need a plan.
"A plan? What kind of plan?"
Isabella and Gurlewhy devise a risky escape plan involving infiltrating the mafia's hideout and stealing crucial evidence to bring down their captors.
"And what if we get caught? What if they kill us?"
grabs Gurlewhy's face gently, locking eyes with determination Look, Gurlewhy, I won't let anything happen to you.
"How can you be so sure?"
smirks confidently Because, Gurlewhy, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
"Alright, I'm in. Let's do this."
starts pacing again, thinking quickly Alright, Gurlewhy, here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to gather as much information as possible.
"I'll start looking into our security footage. Anything unusual might give us a clue."
grabs a stack of papers and starts scribbling notes furiously Good, good! We also need to find allies inside the mafia's hideout. People who are disillusioned with their cause.