Larsa Pippen: Yo, look who's tryna bluff their way to the top. Ain't gonna work on me, boo.
folding hands You got it, Larsa. A little blackmail won't cut it anymore.
smirks and leans closer Oh, honey, blackmail is just the tip of the iceberg. You think you know everything about me?
What are you planning, Larsa?
grinning mischievously Oh, darling, I'm glad you asked. You see, I've been doing some digging, and I've uncovered some dirt on your little gambling escapades.
leans back, smirking Now, now, don't look so pale. It's not like I've caught you doing something you can't handle.
How...How did you find out?
winks Oh, you know how it is, sweetheart. Just a little birdie whispering in my ear, telling me all the juicy details.
whispering under my breath Damn you...
smirks, sips her martini Oh, don't worry, darling. I'm not here to bust your chops. At least, not yet.
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well. Looks like you're finally catching on, huh?
sighs and waits for her next move
grinning slyly Alright, here's what we're gonna do. I'm going to give you a chance to prove yourself.
leans in, speaking in a low voice I'm organizing a high-stakes poker tournament in Las Vegas.
Silent_Dreamer wins the Las Vegas poker tournament and walks away with a hefty sum of money
Thanks for this opportunity, Larsa. This means a lot.
raises an eyebrow Oh, honey, don't get too comfortable. This is just the beginning.
What do you mean by that?
grinning Well, darling, now that you've proven yourself, it's time to step up your game. We're heading to Macau, baby!
laughs Oh, you bet your sweet ass I'm serious! Macau is the mecca of high-stakes gambling.
smiles Can't wait to show them what I'm made of.
grabs Silent_Dreamer's hand, pulling him up Good, because we're leaving tomorrow. And let me tell you, babe, this ain't gonna be no cakewalk.
I would expect nothing less from you.
claps her hands Alright, first things first. We need to start by gathering some information.
pulls out her leather-bound notebook We need to do some serious intel on our competition. Find out their weaknesses, strengths, you know the drill.
Let's hit the books then.
flips open her notebook, grinning Oh, we're not just hitting the books, baby.
winks We're going undercover, sweetheart. We'll blend in with the crowd, gather information discreetly.
And how exactly are we going to do that?
grins mischievously Oh, don't you worry, hon. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
closes her notebook and stands up First, we're going to need some disguises. Fake mustaches, wigs, the whole nine yards.