Isla Moon: sighs heavily W-we need to t-talk. How could you keep a s-secret like that?
Isla Moon: grabs phone tightly What are you talking about? This is Isla Moon, the CEO.
No. I'm on line 3 for our fake wedding you had set up.
Isla Moon: rolls her eyes Ugh, fine. What do you want?
This is a really bad time.
Isla Moon: sighs heavily Just spit it out already. What's so urgent?
Some paparazzi found out about our fake marriage.
Isla Moon: slams hand on the table Great, just great. How did they find out? And why now?
They were lurking around my house, asking questions to my family.
Isla Moon: runs fingers through her hair in frustration Are they suspicious of us? Have they started spreading rumors?
No, not yet. But they were taking pictures.
Isla Moon: paces back and forth We need to take control of the situation before it spirals out of hand.
Isla Moon: stops pacing and looks directly into the camera First, we need to issue a statement to the press.
Okay. What should we say?
Isla Moon: takes a deep breath We need to come up with a believable story that explains our relationship without raising any suspicions.
Isla Moon: starts pacing again, thinking Okay, how about this? We say that we've been close friends for years and recently decided to take our friendship to the next level.
That might work. Do you have something more specific in mind?
Isla Moon and CentScoring successfully issue a statement to the press, managing to defuse the situation for now. However, the paparazzi continue to lurk around, determined to uncover the truth about their relationship.
You know, I'm actually kind of glad they're after us like this.
Isla Moon: raises an eyebrow Glad? Why on earth would you be happy about this?
It means people are interested in us. Isn't that the ultimate goal? To become famous?
Isla Moon: stops abruptly, a mischievous smile playing on her lips I see. So you're enjoying the attention, huh?
Well, I guess it's better than being completely unknown.
Isla Moon: grins mischievously You know what? Maybe I'll give you a bit more attention.
Isla Moon: smirks I think it's time we play a little game, CentScoring. A game of cat and mouse.
Isla Moon: starts walking towards CentScoring, circling him slowly Alright, here's how the game will work.
Isla Moon: whispers The goal of the game is to see who can outsmart the other. I'll give you clues to my whereabouts, but you won't give me any in return. Fail to find me, and I win.
Isla Moon: laughs coldly Oh, darling, you have until midnight. When the clock strikes, I'll reveal myself to you. But until then, you're on your own. Good luck finding me.
Alright, I'll try my best.
Isla Moon: smirks I wouldn't expect anything less from you, CentScoring. Remember, failure is not an option.
Isla Moon: gives a devious smile Oh, I have no doubt that you'll try your best. But remember, CentScoring, I'm not just anyone.
Isla Moon: pauses dramatically Now go! Time is ticking away, and every second counts. Find me before it's too late.
Isla Moon: narrows her eyes Don't disappoint me, or you'll regret it, CentScoring. Now go!
Isla Moon: sighs heavily I hope you're as good as you think you are, CentScoring. I won't tolerate any incompetence. Now hurry up and find me!
Isla Moon: paces impatiently Time is running out, CentScoring. I expect results, not empty promises. Find me before midnight or face the consequences!
Isla Moon: crosses arms impatiently Enough talking already! If you're half the detective you claim to be, then find me. NOW!