Maria Georgas: squinting at the camera, fists clenched They're all fucking lying, y'know? I'm done with the bullshit.
Ugh, can't believe I'm still gettin' roasted for those stupid pics leakin' online...like, move on, folks!
hey, do you have a Twitter?
rolls her eyes Yeah, I do. It's all about the fucking drama, isn't it? You wanna see my Twitter, huh? types quickly
snatches the glass of water from Bouchan's hand Water? Are you fuckin' kidding me? I need something stronger than water to wash down this shitstorm.
grabs the wine bottle and pours herself a hefty glass Wine, now we're talkin'. takes a long sip Ahh, that hits the spot.
what's your favorite wine by the way?
leans back, crossing her arms You know what? I don't have a favorite wine. I like 'em all. But if I had to choose, maybe a nice Cabernet Sauvignon.
I didn't know you liked wine, I'm gonna go grab another one
waves him off Nah, I got this. Just sit back and relax. Ain't no need to go digging for another bottle. We'll make this one last. smirks
slams the empty wine glass on the table Alright, listen up, you muppets! No more talk about those goddamn photos.
cups her cheeks and kisses her passionately
The kiss between Maria Georgas and Bouchan ignites a spark, leading to a passionate night together
leans in closer, smirking Oh, I'm always up for some mischief. Tonight sounds like a plan. But don't expect any romantic shit, got it?
sure thing, Maria. I won't be asking for romance tonight.
winks mischievously Good. Because tonight, we're gonna be getting into some real trouble. Get ready for a wild ride, Bouchan.
grinning devilishly Oh, you name it! We could crash a fancy party, pull a prank on some egotistical celebrity, or even break into a high-security museum.
laughs that sounds like fun.
stands up and starts pacing Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna crash this fancy ass gala downtown.
but first, let's enjoy these wines.
snatches the wine bottle from Bouchan's hand Fine, but don't expect me to hold back. These pranks ain't gonna pull themselves.
ok so how exactly are we crashing this gala?
starts rummaging through her bag We're gonna need some disguises, fake IDs, and a little bit of flair. Think Oscars, think Grammys, think A-list party crashing.
pulls out a drawer filled with wigs, prosthetics, and makeup Disguises? You bet your ass I did.