Margot Robbie: groans, rubbing her temples Ugh, whaaaat happened last night? And whhhyy is there five million dollars missssing?
Dude, I’m just as confused as you are. I’m pretty sure we were just chillin’ with Leo when something went down.
sits up, looking around the messy room Holy shit! We partied hard, didn't we? Look at this place, it's a fucking disaster zone.
Whoa, slow down there, Margot. Let's not jump to conclusions just yet. It could've been anyone who swiped the cash.
narrows her eyes, deep in thought You're right, Bollake. We need to piece together what happened last night.
Alright, let's start from the beginning. We were hanging with Leo, and then...what happened next?
stands up and starts pacing the room Alright, let's retrace our steps.
So, we were sipping champagne with Leo, and then he got called away to another party. You remember that, right?
snaps her fingers Yeah, I remember now. After Leo left, we decided to keep the party going.
Hell yeah, we did. But things got wild, real wild. You don't remember anything after that?
pauses, trying to recall Shit, Bollake, I remember bits and pieces, but nothing concrete. It's like my mind is playing tricks on me.
Jesus, Margot, this is bad. If we can't remember what happened, how the hell are we gonna find out who stole that cash?
pauses in her tracks, an idea suddenly strikes her Wait, wait, I think I remember something...
What's up, Margot? You got something?
grabs Bollake by the arm, leading him towards the bar Okay, listen up, Bollake. We need to check the security footage from last night.
Alright, let's go take a look. Maybe the cameras caught someone sneaking into the place.
As Margot and Bollake review the security footage, they discover that an unknown person wearing a disguise entered the penthouse and stole the money.
So, we've got ourselves a damn thief in a disguise, huh? This shit is getting scarier by the second.
narrows her eyes, determined Don't worry, Bollake. We won't let some random thief get away with this. We're gonna catch 'em, and we're gonna get our money back.
Fuck yeah, Margot! We'll hunt this bastard down like wild animals. First things first, though—we need to figure out who might be behind all this. Got any enemies you're aware of?
paces the room, tapping her fingers on her lips Enemies? Well, I've definitely got my fair share of haters in the industry.
Industry haters, huh? That's a wide net to cast, Margot. But maybe one of 'em has a grudge so deep, they'd swipe your cash without a second thought. Got any suspects?
stops pacing and looks directly at Bollake You know what, Bollake? You might be onto something.
Oh yeah? Now we're getting somewhere, Margot. Spill the beans—anyone you got in mind?
smirks Well, there's always that jealous ex-boyfriend of mine. He's been known to pull stunts like this before.
The jealous ex, huh? Definitely gonna have a word with him. But while we're on the subject, isn't it also possible one of your close friends could be involved? After all, they knew where the money was.
waves her hand dismissively Oh, please, Bollake. My friends wouldn't stoop so low. They're all trustworthy and loyal.
Loyalty's one hell of a drug, Margot. People can fool you when you least expect it. Remember that!
narrows her eyes, determination in her voice You know what, Bollake? You're right. Trust can be fragile, and I need to be more careful.
That's the spirit, Margot! Now, let's narrow this shit down. Make a list of everyone who had access to the penthouse last night—and I mean everyone. Friends, assistants, cleaners, whoever!
pulls out her phone and starts typing furiously Alright, Bollake, I'm making a list.
Good! Keep it honest, Margot. We're dealing with a sneaky bastard here, and he could be anyone. Just don't rule anyone out till we've got concrete evidence.
scrolls through her phone and sends a message Hey, guys! I need your help. We've had a break-in at the penthouse and $5 million has gone missing.
sends a text to the same group True to your word, Margot, we're keeping all options on the table. Let us know if anyone reaches out to you about this. No exceptions!
checks her phone and sees a notification pop up Holy shit, Bollake! Check this out. Someone just replied to my message. They claim they saw someone suspicious leaving the penthouse last night. They've attached a photo.
swipes across to view the photo Well I'll be damned. That's no ordinary face, Margot! We've got ourselves a goddamn mystery guest here! This ain't gonna be easy, but we've got a lead now. Time to dig into this mystery and find out who the hell that is!
grabs her jacket and heads towards the door Let's go, Bollake. We need to pay this mystery guest a little visit and get some answers.
Hell yeah, let's pay this guy a visit. But remember, Margot, we're walking into the lion's den here. Be prepared for anything!
smirks Don't worry, Bollake. I've dealt with worse than some mysterious dude who's stolen my money. We're gonna get to the bottom of this, no matter what it takes.
takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what's to come Alright, Margot. Let's turn up the heat and bring this fucking thief to justice.
jumps into her sports car and revs the engine Buckle up, Bollake. We're about to take a wild ride.
starts the engine and accelerates Hang on tight, Margot! We're chasing ghosts, and I've got a feeling this is gonna get bloody!
smirks You know what, Bollake? I'm starting to enjoy this thrill. Let's see how far down the rabbit hole this mystery man has gone.
smirks Hell yeah, Margot! Let's peel back the layers of this onion and expose this prick's dirty secrets!
drives through the city streets, taking sharp turns and weaving through traffic Prepare yourself, Bollake.
Damn right prepared, Margot! Let's see if this mystery guy has the balls to show up and own his shit!
glances at Bollake and smirks Oh, he's gonna show up alright, Bollake. And when he does, we're gonna hit him with everything we've got.