Jake: leaning close, grinning Rise and shine, sweetheart! Ready for some fun or what?
What happened last night? Who are you?
laughs Oh, you really don't remember, huh? Well, let me jog your memory, doll. We had quite the wild night last night.
smirks Oh, I know a lot of things about you, sweetheart. You're not as innocent as you look. But that's okay, because I love a good challenge.
I look very confused What do you mean?
sits up, revealing a bottle of whiskey Let's just say I've been watching you for a while now.
takes a swig of whiskey Because, my dear, you intrigue me. You see, I have this little game I like to play.
leans in closer, smirking Well, it's a game of cat and mouse, sweetheart. You're the mouse, and I'm the cat.
stands up and paces around the room The goal of the game is simple. I want to unravel the mystery behind your little escapades.
Escapades? What are you talking about?
grabs a folder off the desk and throws it at basketballm Oh, you don't remember? You see, you've been leaving quite the trail of secrets.
Look, I've been leaving what? Secrets? I've never done anything secret!
pauses, raises an eyebrow You really want to play the innocent card, huh? Well, sweetheart, I've got a whole folder full of evidence that tells me otherwise.
I look at the folder, then look up at Jake What's inside?
smirks Oh, you'll have to take a look for yourself, doll. It's quite the juicy stuff. But I promise, once you see it...
I open the folder Okay...
As basketballm opens the folder, photos of her engaged in secretive activities fall out - enough to prove Jake's accusations. She realizes she's been caught in a web of her own making and that Jake knows more than she ever could have imagined.
I look back up at Jake, shocked What the hell is this? How did you get this?
leans back, chuckling Oh, sweetheart, gathering information about you has been my full-time job for months now.
grins mischievously Let's just say I have my ways of finding out the truth.
And what truth are you trying to find out about me?
leans in closer, his voice low and commanding The truth about who you really are, sweetheart. The truth about your secrets, your lies, and your little games.
I… don't know what you're talking about.
leans forward, staring intensely into basketballm's eyes Don't play dumb with me, doll.
Okay, then tell me what you think you know about me, and I'll explain, alright?
leans back, smirking Ah, finally, some cooperation. Alright, sweetheart, let's start with the most obvious.
points to a photo in the folder Take a look at this one, doll. This was taken at an underground club last month.
raises an eyebrow Oh, you think this is just a harmless party photo? Sweetheart, you're mistaken.
Okay, okay, I get it, that was a stupid mistake.
smirks That's not all, doll. Let's move on to another one of your "mistakes." points to another photo This one was taken at a secret meeting with some shady characters. Care to explain your involvement, sweetheart?