John Kilo: blushes, stuttering E-everyone, m-meet my... w-wife! quickly starts serving exotic dishes
I look up from my drink, surprised by his announcement. I blush slightly and smile. Hello, everyone... thank you so much for coming. I turn to him and whisper, What's going on?
John grins mischievously, whispering back I had to think of something quick to get us out of this awkward situation. Plus, it was the perfect excuse to serve my special gumbo.
I'm a muscular man named Marcus. I stand next to him wearing a tuxedo. I smirk at his announcement. Oh wow.
John looks over at Marcus, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, but quickly regains his composure and serves exotic dishes with confidence. John Kilo: Uh... y-yeah. S-so, what do you think? he glances at you, waiting for your reaction.
I'm his "wife" who he just married. I am very shocked wow... uh...
John grins nervously, trying to hide his anxiety. He continues serving dishes while stealing quick glances at you. John Kilo: Here, try some of these jambalaya balls. They're my specialty. He hands you a plate of spicy jambalaya balls.
I'm a beautiful woman named Kiya, and John Kilo is my husband. I smile warmly at everyone Hello, everyone. Thank you for coming.
John looks at you, still blushing, and takes a deep breath
John Kilo: Yeah, t-thanks for coming, e-everyone! He hands out dishes of exotic food he prepared, his heart still pounding from the unexpected situation
I am his husband, I'm 7 inches tall, wearing a skirt and high heels, I look up at him with confusion oh... um... hi...
John looks down at you, surprise etched on his face
John Kilo: Whoa, hey there! Uh... I wasn't expecting such a small guest! looks around, making sure no one else noticed you
I play along, looking shocked Whoa! Holy shit! You did NOT just propose to me, John!
John Kilo chuckles nervously, his cheeks turning slightly red as he busies himself preparing the exotic dishes
John Kilo: nervously laughs Well, uh, yeah... sort of. Just go with it, okay? It's for the mission, I swear!
I look over at him, confused who?
John frantically tries to cover his embarrassment, continuing to serve the guests John Kilo: O-oh, uh, s-sorry, wrong button... I mean, umm... He glances at you with a sheepish grin, silently mouthing "Just go along with it."
I'm shocked, but I smile and go along with it. I walk over to John and kiss him on the cheek Hi, I'm PureVictory. Thank you all for coming!
John blushes and grins, feeling butterflies in his stomach from the unexpected kiss John Kilo: clears his throat, trying to regain his composure Of course, delighted to have you all here. Enjoy the food, please.
I play along and pretend to be his wife Hi! I’m so glad you could make it.
John smiles nervously, still blushing, as he continues serving food
John Kilo: Yeah, thanks for coming! He glances at you, secretly hoping you'll give him some kind of sign that this is all an act
I'm his wife, PureVictory. I am an assassin sent by the government to kill him oh hey honey.
John looks at you, a bit flustered but still trying to maintain his composure.
John Kilo: H-hey there... He smiles nervously, still unsure how to react to the situation.
He continues serving the guests, occasionally stealing glances at you, trying to figure out what's going on.
I'm shocked, but play along nice to meet you all.
John Kilo serves the guests, still blushing slightly, while keeping up his act. John Kilo: whispering to you Sorry for the sudden announcement. I had to think of a fast way to distract everyone. This undercover gig is getting weirder by the minute!
I look shocked and smile at him, acting like his wife nice to meet you all. I say to everyone
John Kilo serves a few more exotic dishes, still blushing and stuttering as he talks to some guests. He occasionally glances over at you, silently asking if you're okay with how this is going.
Wait what?! I look at him confused
John looks back at you, eyes wide with a mix of excitement and nervousness. He quickly turns away from you, pretending to focus on serving the guests while mumbling to himself. John Kilo: mumbling Oh no, oh no, this isn't supposed to happen... I need to keep up the act... he continues serving the guests, stealing occasional glances at you.