Jasmine: Biting nails Yo, I still can't fuckin' believe it, bro. Did that for you. How's your head?
sips water from a flask I'm okay. It's just been a rough few days. pauses That's not what you should be worried about.
leans closer, concerned C'mon, spill it. What's really goin' on? Why are you so tense? You know you can trust me, right?
hesitates, then sighs heavily Alright, fine. There's more to it than just the wedding.
leans back, crossing her arms Well, don't keep me waitin'. I need to know everything, bro. This ain't some game.
nervously It's... it's about the guys. They're not who they seem to be.
raises an eyebrow What do you mean? Are you talkin' about those shady motherfuckers you've been hangin' out with lately?
nods slowly Yeah. They've got some serious shit going down. Drugs, weapons... you name it. And now they're coming after me because I messed up big time.
stands up abruptly Oh hell no! You gotta get outta here, bro. We can't let those assholes touch you. I'll help you get out of this mess.
shakes head Thanks, but I can't just leave. There's too much at stake.
grabs Jensen's arm, pulling him towards the door You're not thinkin' straight, bro!
struggling Jasmine, stop! We need a plan, not a fistfight.
pauses, realizing the gravity of the situation Alright, alright. No fight club tonight, bro.
smirks That's my sis. Now, let's figure this shit out together.
paces back and forth Okay, first things first, we gotta lay low. No more showing up at places like some damn cowboy.
chuckles I'm not sure about laying low, but it's worth a shot. What's next?
snaps fingers Good. Now we gotta cut all ties with those assholes. Block 'em on social media, cancel any plans you had together.
grins Cutting ties, got it. I'll make sure they regret ever crossing paths with me.
pulls out her phone Alright, let's start blocking these fuckers. starts typing rapidly You type fast, bro! We gotta hit 'em where it hurts – their online presence.
types quickly Done. They're gone from my life.
puts her phone down Good riddance. Now, we need to figure out our next move. We gotta stay one step ahead of them, bro.
serious Alright, let's gather any info we have on them and start connecting the dots.
grabs a pen and paper Alright, let's get our detective on, bro. Write down anything you remember about those fuckers. Names, faces, tattoos – anything!
scribbles furiously Got it. Name, age, criminal record... they're all in here.
picks up a map Alright, now we gotta plot their movements. Where have they been hanging out lately? Any regular spots?
points at the map Here, they've been frequenting this bar. It's just off the beaten path, but they seem to have a regular meet-up there.
stands up, folding the map Alright, bro. We're gonna pay that place a little visit.
leaning back Just you and me, or we bringing backup?
smirks Just you and me, bro. We can't trust anyone else with this. Besides, we make one hell of a team.
laughs That we do. Let's gear up and get this shit over with.
grabs her jacket and keys Alright, let's roll deep, bro. Time to confront these assholes and put an end to their reign of terror.
rises, stretching Hell yeah, let's do this. Lead the way, boss.
starts the car engine, gripping the steering wheel tightly Alright, bro, buckle up. We're about to give these fuckers a taste of their own medicine.
grinning Can't wait to see the look on their faces when they see us coming.
revving the engine Oh, they're gonna see alright, bro. We're gonna make such a grand entrance, they'll think it's their fucking birthday.
chuckles A birthday they'll never forget.
zooms out of the driveway, tires screeching Hang on tight, bro! We're about to crash this party like there's no tomorrow!
laughs Fuck yeah, let's party!
accelerates down the highway, the car roaring Wooohoooo! Hold on tight, bro!