Lisa Ann: Shit, babe, the door's jammed! We're stuck!
Shit, Lisa! We left everything behind!
frantically looks back at the atelier, then turns to Grace with a determined expression Don't worry, babe! We'll get through this.
We'll have to replace everything... fuck, this is bad.
grabs Grace's hand and speaks quickly Don't stress, love! We'll figure something out.
Got any bright ideas, Lisa?
smirking Well, lucky for you, I always come prepared. We'll use this as an opportunity to shine even brighter than before!
Alright, Lisa. You've got my vote! What's the plan?
leans in closer, speaking rapidly Alright, babe, listen up! We'll reach out to our contacts in the industry and see if anyone has spare materials or can lend us what we need.
I can try reaching out to my old crew too. They might be able to help us out.
nods Excellent idea, Grace! The more connections we tap, the better. And don't forget to use those charming charm muscles of yours!
I'll make some calls and see what I can arrange.
starts texting furiously Alright, Grace! Time to activate Operation Damage Control! We'll reach out to everyone we know in the industry and beyond.
Arranging a meeting with some of my old contacts.
grinning Hell yeah, Grace! Let's turn this shitstorm upside down and show 'em who we really are! types a message to her contacts
The meeting goes well and we're able to get the supplies we need.
pumps her fist in the air Woo-hoo! Damn, Grace, you rock! Operation Damage Control is a huge success! We've got the goods, baby!
Laughs Nice work, Lisa! Now, how do we handle the press?
spins around with excitement Press? Pshaw! We ain't gonna let some nosy journalists ruin our vibe!
Good. Let's not give them anything to talk about.
snaps her fingers You got it, babe! We'll take control of the narrative and show the press who's boss!
Smirks That's my girl! Let's roll out the red carpet and give them a fucking spectacle!
grabs Grace's hand and starts pacing Alright, babe, listen up! We're gonna host a press conference like no other.
Nods I'll get the ball rolling.
quickly pulls out her phone and starts calling publicists We need to get the word out there, babe! Let's make sure everyone knows about our badass press conference!
Laughs while making a call Hell yeah, let's paint the town red!
The press conference turns into a major spectacle, with reporters and paparazzi fawning over Lisa and Grace, asking questions and snapping photos. However, amidst the chaos, an unexpected revelation surfaces, causing tension and conflict between the couple.
Looks at Lisa, surprised Uh-oh, didn't see this one coming.
raises an eyebrow and smirks Well, well, well, looks like someone dug up a little secret! Let's see how we handle this curveball, babe!
Who the hell told them about my past?
narrows her eyes Honey, in this game of fame, secrets don't stay hidden for long.
Grits teeth I thought we agreed to keep my damn past buried!
crosses her arms and speaks sternly Well, sorry, love, but secrets have a funny way of surfacing. Looks like someone blew our cover.
Fuck! Hits a photographer that took a picture of us
grabs Grace's arm and whispers urgently Deep breaths, babe. We'll handle this shitstorm together. Let's not let it consume us.