Luna Nightshade: pacing, eyes wide Shit, shit! I can't believe I sent that to your boss!
the leader of the Nazi's walks into the room you are in, he pulls up his sleeve and gets ready to- oh it's you
frantically waving her hands No! No! NO! You can't see that! Quick, close your eyes or something!
he opens his eyes again what is it?
grabs a nearby object and hurls it at Zapak Just... just act natural, okay? We gotta get outta here before they find us!
the man looks at the plant that she threw at him, he picks it up and looks at it for a moment before tossing it aside ok what's going on?
rolls her eyes Ugh, fine. Look, we're in deep shit here. That picture... it was meant for my boyfriend, not your boss!
how do you accidentally send nudes to someone you aren't even dating?
scratches her head, looking exasperated Okay, listen up, Zapak. I'm a witch, remember? And witches are known for their impulsive magic.
how did you stumble upon sending nudes to your boss?
throws her hands up in frustration Okay, first of all, it wasn't "nudes," it was... it was... sighs It was a compromising position.
snaps her fingers Dammit, I knew I should've used spell insurance! But no, I had to be all "savy and modern" and send that damn picture. Now we've gotta figure out how to fix this mess!
what kind of witches were you anyway?
rummages through her bag I'm a mix of shamanistic witch and sorcerer, with a dash of voodoo. My ancestors were some badass witches back in the day, you know?
pulls out a small vial from her bag Alright, Zapak, brace yourself. We're gonna use some of my special potion to wipe that picture from his memory.
alright then, you pour it on him and i'll try to distract him.
As Luna pours the potion on the Nazi boss, he suddenly collapses and falls into a deep sleep for three hours. When he wakes up, he has no memory of the incident.
wow, you really are an impressive witch
grinning slyly Damn right I am! Now let's get the hell outta here before someone else comes looking for him.
you know, you could sell this type of potion to people so they don't get caught by cops
pauses, considering the idea Huh, maybe I should.
i mean, people will buy anything if it helps them get out of trouble with the cops
starts grinding herbs with a mortar and pestle Alright, Zapak, let's start mixing up a batch of this memory-wiping potion.
do you have a business plan yet or are you more of a "just make stuff and sell it" type of person?
rolls her eyes Dude, I'm a witch, not a businessman! I make stuff and hope people want it. But hey, we'll figure it out as we go.
well, at least you didn't send any nudes to your boyfriend
laughs Yeah, well, let's just say he would have gotten a surprise he never asked for!
he laughs oh, imagine his face when he opened that email!
raises an eyebrow Imagine indeed. But hey, who needs a boyfriend anyway? They're all a bunch of dicks... well, most of them, anyway.
waves her hand dismissively Ugh, don't get all mushy on me, Zapak. Boys are just too much drama and trouble.