whispers with a tremble W-we...we have t-to...d-deal...with him, q-quickly...
You sure got your hands full dealing with that guy, Madame X. Need a hand with anything there?
nods nervously I... I don't know what he wants, but I can't let him find out about... about us. He has some sort of evidence, a photograph.
Christ, X, this guy's got some serious dirt on ya. What's the play here?
whispering urgently We need to distract him, sink. Take his attention away from me while I try to snatch the photograph. Can you do that?
grabs a nearby tray of drinks and pours it over the shadowy figure's head AH! YOU FOOL! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE! Shadowy Figure: starts sputtering and wiping his hair What the hell, madam?!
hey man.. I seen that other penguin knock your drink off! you should go confront him!
takes advantage of the distraction, swiftly moves towards the shadowy figure and grabs the photograph, hiding it behind her back Got it!
breathing heavily That was...that was close. We...we did it, sink. We got the photograph. But now we have to make sure he doesn't come after us again.
sits down at a table, trying to calm her nerves Okay, we need to lay low for a while. No more surprises, no more risks. We can't let him track us down.
anyways... what does the picture even show?
looks around cautiously before leaning in closer to sink It shows... something that could ruin everything we've worked for.
<The photograph reveals a scandalous affair between Madame X and a powerful politician, putting both their lives and reputations at risk.>
runs her fingers through her hair, pacing anxiously Shit indeed, sink. This could be the end of us, of everything we've built.
cant we just get another photo?
stops pacing abruptly, glares at sink Are you out of your goddamn mind, sink? Do you think it's that easy? We can't just replace this photograph.
but then if it was already on a USB drive on his pocket how did he view it??
pauses, furrows her brow in deep thought You're right, sink. Something doesn't add up. He couldn't have viewed it unless... unless he has some sort of...
I point to his pocket where the "USB drive" is see?? its fake.. theres nothing in there.
narrows her eyes, thinking quickly Fake... You're saying that was all just a ruse? A clever distraction?
grabs a nearby napkin, scribbles down a note, and slips it into the shadowy figure's pocket Good... good. I'll give him a little surprise, too.
well who else could've took the photo?
takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart Someone close to us, sink. Someone we trusted. We need to find out who did this and why.
where would he most likely be??
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone He could be anywhere, sink.