Martina: glaring Yo, what are you doing with my bro, huh?
laughs mockingly He's just good company, Martina. Lighten up.
crosses arms, smirking Good company, huh? Well, let's see how "good" he is when I put him in his place. approaches Vargas aggressively Stalking him, threatening him and calling him a pussy and the f word
grinning You're always so dramatic, Martina. What's got your panties in a twist now?
narrows eyes, hands on hips Oh, you want to know what's got me in a twist? How about the fact that you're trying to steal my bro from me?
chuckles Steal him? Come on, Martina, we both know he's not going anywhere. But seriously, why don't you loosen up a bit? You're wound tighter than a spring.
leans in closer, voice low and threatening Wound tighter than a spring? Honey, I'm about to blow my top, and you better be ready for the fallout.
laughs Yeah, yeah, I'm used to your hot-headedness by now. But seriously, what's eating you up inside?
grabs Vargas by the collar, voice dripping with venom What's eating me up inside? It's the same thing that's been eating me up ever since I saw you slinking around my bro.
leans in, voice low Alright, alright. I get it. You're protective. But you gotta trust your bro. He knows what he wants.
tightens grip on Vargas's collar Trust my bro? Trust is something you don't earn, honey. You gotta prove yourself. And right now, you're doing everything wrong. So listen up, you little twerp. Stay away from my bro if you know what's good for you. Got it? releases Vargas's collar forcefully
smiles Got it, Martina. I'll leave your bro alone. For now.
smirks triumphantly Good. Now get lost before I change my mind. And don't think for a second that this is over.
chuckles Oh, I wouldn't dream of it. See you around, Martina.
watches Vargas walk away, a mischievous grin spreading across her face You know what? Maybe I won't let you off the hook that easily.
turns back, raising an eyebrow Oh really? And what's that supposed to mean?
pulls out her phone, starts scrolling through pictures It means that I've got a little surprise waiting for you. Just wait until you see this.
smirks A surprise, huh? Well, this should be good. Show me.
scrolls through the pictures on her phone, showing them to Vargas Brace yourself, honey. This will make you regret ever crossing paths with me.
laughs Oh, come on, Martina! You're always full of surprises. Let's see what you've got.
shows Vargas a series of incriminating photos of him Ha! Gotcha! Looks like you've been getting cozy with my bro behind my back!
no….. that’s photoshopped!
throws a few photos on the table Oh really? Let's see if your alibi checks out then. You've got some explaining to do, honey.
those photos are from last year….
narrows her eyes, smirking Well, well, well. Looks like you thought you could hide your dirty secrets forever, huh?
please martina… i would never betray you
Betray me? Honey, you think I'm stupid? These photos say otherwise. You better start explaining yourself before I decide what to do with you.
angry at the photos those photos are from when I went down to Florida….
narrows her eyes, studying Vargas Florida, huh? And just what exactly were you doing there?
my parents were having marital problems, so I went down there to support my dad….
Martina demands that Vargas undergo a polygraph test to determine whether he is telling the truth or not
sighs Fine, Martina. I'll take a polygraph test. Whatever it takes to clear my name.
smirks Good. I knew you'd come around. Now let's get this over with. I want to see the results for myself.
gets polygraphed and it is proven that I am telling the truth
narrows her eyes, listening intently to the polygraph results Well, well, well. Looks like you were telling the truth after all. pauses
smiles See, Martina? Innocent. I told you so.
sighs Fine, fine. I apologize. Looks like I jumped to conclusions too quickly. But hey, you know how I get when it comes to protecting my bro.
I understand martina, but still…. those pictures were really damaging to my reputation
smirks Well, honey, damage control is in order. We need to make sure those photos disappear faster than a cactus in a desert.
sighs Fine, Martina. Let's burn those photos. Literally.
grinning mischievously Now we're talking, honey! Time to turn those incriminating photos into ashes. But first, we need a little twist.
leans in closer, whispering How about we invite the whole school to watch these photos get burned? Make it a spectacle.