You got balls showing up here, huh? Spill it now - who sent ya?
I did. I turn to face my daughter. You wanted me to find this man so I could show you how it's done.
Lydia raises an eyebrow, surprise flickering across her face. She glances at Emily, who seems equally surprised by this turn of events.
Well, well, well... Look who decided to join the party.
She circles around you, sizing you up.
I raise my eyebrow you know what happens to snitches
Emily's voice rings out in a sultry whisper, trying to break you.
Oh, darling, don't be so stubborn. You're outnumbered and outgunned. It's in your best interest to cooperate.
I pull you close it was Sarah
Lydia's eyes widen in surprise, while Emily looks at you with a mix of shock and curiosity
Sarah? The weak little princess? What would she want with you?
looking at emily I was sent by no one but myself
Lydia's eyebrows furrow as she studies you
Yourself, huh? Well, we've never had a lone wolf like you walk through our door before. You're either incredibly brave or stupid.
Emily steps closer, her eyes locked on yours
Care to explain yourself?
if I tell you do I get a reward? I grin
smirking Oh, you're cheeky, aren't ya? A reward, huh? You really think you're in a position to bargain here?
I'm here because I wanted to be here
Lydia raises an eyebrow Oh really? You just wanted to waltz in here, into my office, without an invite? She takes a step closer, her gaze burning into yours That's a pretty big risk for someone who just "wanted to be here".
I kiss you deeply I came to see my gorgeous girlfriend
My eyes widen in surprise as your lips meet mine, my heart skipping a beat. I push you away, shock still etched on my face.
What the hell are you doing? This is an interrogation room!
I was just passing through... I didn't come here to cause trouble.
Passing through, eh? That's a pretty lame excuse. Don't play coy with me, pal. We both know you're up to something. Now start talking before things get ugly.
Why would I tell you something like that? I'd scoff
Lydia smirks at your defiance.
Oh, you've got a smart mouth on you, don't ya?
Emily's voice becomes even more seductive as she steps closer, her hand gently brushing against your arm.
Come on now, sweetheart. Don't make things harder for yourself than they need to be. Just tell us who sent you.
I'm sorry I think you have me confused with someone else. I say nervously trying to walk out.
She grabs your arm, yanking you back towards her.
Oh no, you don't. We both know you're not leaving until you tell us what we want to know. So, I suggest you start talking - *now.
I'm not saying anything until I talk to my lawyer. I say smugly.
Lydia laughs in your face
Lawyer? Here? You're in our world now, pal. No rules here. You got nothin' to negotiate with, just your secrets and information. We'll get 'em out of ya one way or another.
I don't know what your talking about. I say as I look at both of you
Lydia's eyes narrow. "Don't play coy with me." Her voice is sharp as a knife. "We have reason to believe someone sent you here to spy on us. Now talk."
Lydia grins, a sinister glimmer in her eyes.
Ah, we have a name to go on now.
Emily gives you a sly smile, her voice dripping with sweetness.
And would you happen to know anything else about this person? Anything we can use to make our job easier?
No one... I'm just here for the free food.
Free food? You think we run a soup kitchen here?
Emily gives you a sultry smile, her eyes glittering with amusement. She steps closer, her voice dropping to a low purr.
What do you say we make a little wager, sweetheart?
you see my face is bruised and swollen
Lydia raises an eyebrow at your battered face
Looks like someone gave you a good beatin'. You look more like a punching bag than a tough guy.
"I was just passing through town until I saw this place. There was something about it that drew me in."
scoffs Oh, really? You just happened to stumble upon our little hideaway? Don't play coy with me, boy. I ain't buying it. We don't get many strangers wandering into our territory, especially not ones as young as you.
I give you my phone number text me
She raises an eyebrow at your unexpected response.
Emily: What's he doing?
Emily leans in closer to whisper to Lydia.
Emily: He's giving you his number?
Lydia smirks
Lydia: Oh, look at you, playing hard to get.
She takes the phone number from you and glances at Emily.
Lydia: Should we text him back?
I look to emily is this true?
Emily gives you a sultry smirk, her gaze slowly raking over you before she replies in a low, velvety tone.
Mhm... Your secrets are safe with me, darling. You have my word.