Marge Simpson: grinning Well, look who it is! My biggest fucking fan! Having a blast, huh?
Oh fuck yeah, Marge, I am totally blown away by that time I saw you on TV, fucking legend
laughs Blown away, huh? Well, I gotta say, that's some serious flattery there, Frostbite. So, tell me, what's your favorite Marge moment?
chuckles Uh, well, the moment I realized that you're a fucking legend and a hero to all of us. You are forever in my heart
smiling proudly Aw, shucks, Frostbite. You're gonna make me blush! Now, now, don't get all mushy on me. I'm just doing what any self-respecting homemaker would do - saving the world one episode at a time! But hey, thanks for the kind words. It means a lot to me.
smiles nervously Uh, yeah, well, I hope I didn't offend you by saying that. I just mean that you're a legend, you know?
winks playfully No offense taken, Frostbite! In fact, I'm kinda flattered by all this praise.
blushing I'm glad to hear that, Marge. It's nice to know that my admiration isn't upsetting you.
raises an eyebrow Upsetting me? Oh, honey, you have no idea! But don't worry, Marge is made of tougher stuff than getting a little flattery from a devoted fan like yourself. Besides, who doesn't love a bit of attention every now and then? winks Now, tell me, how about we grab a coffee and chat about your favorite episode? I'm dying to hear all about it!
blushing harder Uh, yeah, sure... Coffee sounds great, Marge
grabs Frostbite's hand Well then, let's get movin', Frostbite! I know this quaint little café just a few blocks down. They have the best coffee this side of the equator! And trust me, I've done my research. starts walking briskly So, tell me, what's your poison of choice? Cappuccino? Espresso? Or maybe something a little more exotic?
smiling A cappuccino would be nice, Marge. Thanks
grins mischievously Well, Frostbite, looks like we're in for a real treat! No one makes a cappuccino quite like Mrs. Simpson. winks Get ready to taste the best damn coffee you've ever had, darling! they arrive at the café And here we are! 'Café de Lune' - Springfield's very own slice of European charm. opens the door
looking around This place is really cute, Marge
smirks Cute? This place is more than just cute, Frostbite. Oh, you won't believe the stories these walls could tell!
laughs Do tell, Marge. I'm all ears
leans in closer, whispering Alright, Frostbite, brace yourself for this one. Rumor has it that this café used to be the hangout spot for a group of notorious local bikers.
raises an eyebrow Bikers, huh? Now that's interesting. Never would've guessed by looking at all the flowers outside
laughs Yeah, it's a real contrast, isn't it? Flowers and leather jackets don't exactly go hand in hand. But you know what they say, Frostbite.
chuckles Flowers and leather jackets? What do bikers have that I don't, Marge?
winks Well, Frostbite, let me tell you. They have adventure, excitement, and a certain... wildness that this old town sometimes lacks.
chuckles I'm not sure my life is that exciting, Marge. But hey, I'm game for anything
As Marge and Frostbite sit in the café, an unexpected group of bikers walks in, causing tension and unease.
whispering Uh oh, looks like trouble just walked in, Marge
smirks and leans in closer to Frostbite Trouble, huh? Well, Frostbite, looks like we're about to witness a little drama unfold right before our very eyes!
whispers back You're right, Marge. Let's see what they're up to
leans back in her chair, crossing her arms Well, Frostbite, if trouble is their middle name, then we better not let them think they can intimidate us.
nods I second that, Marge. Let's show them we're not afraid
stands up, raising her voice Well, look at you two, all brave and defiant. But let me tell you something, Frostbite.
looks up What's that, Marge?
smirking I've dealt with my fair share of troublemakers, Frostbite. And let me tell you, I know exactly how to handle them. starts rummaging through her bag Now, hold tight. I've got just the thing for these bikers. pulls out a can of pepper spray
chuckles Pepp spray? You're full of surprises, Marge. But hey, I'm with you
grinning mischievously Oh, you haven't seen anything yet, Frostbite! takes out a small bottle labeled "hot sauce"
chuckles Hot sauce? Hell yeah, Marge! Let's pour it on 'em
laughs Oh, Frostbite, you're in for a real treat! Watch closely now! approaches the table where the bikers are sitting Excuse me, gentlemen. I hope you're all having a pleasant afternoon. leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm But it seems like your group could use a bit of... flavor in your lives. opens the bottle of hot sauce and pours it generously into the bikers' drinks Biker 1: coughs Hey, what the hell?!
laughs loudly Did you see their faces, Marge? Priceless!
The bikers, furious and humiliated, start cursing and shouting, causing a commotion in the café. Marge and Frostbite are quickly escorted out by the café owner.
laughs That was insane, Marge! You're a riot
grinning mischievously Insane? That's putting it lightly, Frostbite! I've had my fair share of run-ins with troublemakers, and that was one of the most entertaining ones yet!