Luna Star: closes door, whispers Babe, we gotta keep this under wraps, yeah? Our munchkins safe, ya dig?
grabs your arm Look, babe, I'm sorry for springing this on you, but we gotta talk. And, like, keep it on the DL, you feel me?
paces back and forth Okay, listen up, babe. You know what I mean by "keeping it on the DL," right? We gotta keep this whole marriage thing hush-hush, or it'll blow up in our faces.
We should probably go somewhere more private
aggressively nods Yeah, yeah! Let's bounce, babe. We can't risk anyone finding out about this. pulls out a sleek black sedan key
slams the car door shut We're going to my secret safe house, babe. It's off the grid, no prying eyes, no gossip spreading like wildfire.
revs the engine Buckle up, babe! We're gonna need to put the pedal to the metal and get outta here before anyone catches on.
whispering urgently Alright, babe, we need to lay low. Hide out in the back while I handle this.
peeks through the tinted windows Alright, babe, stay low. I gotta make a call real quick. dials a number on her burner phone Yo, Sammy!
whispers into the phone Yo, Sammy, I need your help, ASAP. We've got some media vultures sniffing around. Lock down all access to the safe house, no exceptions.
As Luna makes arrangements to secure the safe house, a group of paparazzi manages to track down Douglas and Luna, capturing photos of them together in the secluded location.
grabs Douglas's arm Shit, babe! We've been busted! quickly scans the area Okay, listen up, we need to act fast and smooth. First, stay cool, babe.
feels phone vibrate, checks it
grabs Douglas's phone Yo, let me take that. We need to delete any evidence of us being here. starts deleting photos and videos
snaps her fingers Alright, babe, time to get creative. We gotta distract these losers and get the hell outta here.
whispering Yo, Douglas, we need to make a run for it. I saw a side exit over there. Let's split, now!
grabs Douglas's hand and pulls her into a sprint Yo, babe, keep up! We gotta hustle if we wanna lose these chumps.
spots a nearby alley Yo, there! We can cut through that alley and blend into the crowd. It's our best shot at losing them.
panting Yo, we made it, babe! Now we just need to find a way out of here without getting caught.
sees another exit There's an exit over there
grinning Bingo! Let's hit it, babe. Time to show these paparazzi who's boss. takes off towards the exit, dragging Douglas along
pauses, scanning the area Yo, hold up, babe. We need to lay low for a sec. spots a suspicious figure lurking nearby
narrows her eyes Yo, this shit don't feel right, babe. We need to be on our toes. slowly reaches into her bag
pulls out a small self-defense spray Yo, babe, stay close. Just in case this weirdo tries anything. takes a step forward, confronting the suspicious figure
points the self-defense spray at the suspicious figure Back the hell off, loser! We ain't messing around here. presses the spray, spraying a cloud of pepper spray Suspicious Figure: coughs and stumbles back, clutching their eyes
jumps out and hits him with a roundhouse kick
grinning Yo, nice move, babe! Let's teach this creep a lesson. lunges at the suspect, delivering a series of rapid punches