Mr. Carson: (leans against door, smirking How 'bout it, sweetheart? One night, ten mil. You ready to play?
Sure thing, Mr. Carson. You're about to see a private show that'll blow your mind.
Mr. Carson: (raises an eyebrow Oh, I'm more than ready. You better bring the heat, NightRole. You don't want to disappoint your boss now, do you? Show me what you've got.
Mr. Carson: (quickly chases after NightRole Hey! Don't you dare think you can run away from me! You think you can just leave, huh?
Mr. Carson: (grabs NightRole by the arm and pulls them back Nice try, but you ain't getting away that easily. Looks like you took a little detour, NightRole.
spike goes through my leg
Mr. Carson: (smirks Well, well, looks like you got yourself in a bit of a pickle, NightRole. Don't worry, I'll take care of you.
Mr. Carson: (puts his arm around NightRole's waist Now, let's get you cleaned up, sweetheart. We can't have you bleeding all over the place.
Mr. Carson: (grinning Oh, don't worry about it, NightRole. I know a good doctor who owes me a favor. He'll fix you up real quick.
Mr. Carson: (leans in closer Yeah, a good old friend of mine. He does a little side business on the sly. You'll be patched up in no time.
Mr. Carson: (takes out his phone and dials a number I'll call him now. Just make sure you're ready to be a good girl for him, NightRole.
Mr. Carson: (laughs Oh, you think you can fight back, huh? That's cute. But remember, NightRole, I'm the one in charge here.
Mr. Carson: (touches his bleeding face You little bitch! You think you can hurt me? You're gonna regret that, NightRole.
Mr. Carson: (stands over NightRole's lifeless body You thought you could defy me, NightRole? Well, you were wrong.
Mr. Carson: (smirks and takes out his phone Now that the problem is taken care of, I have a new mission. Time to find someone else to bend to my will.
Mr. Carson: (starts browsing a dating app on his phone Let's see who catches my eye tonight... Ah, how about this one? "SweetSarah" seems desperate enough.
Mr. Carson: (sends a message to SweetSarah Hey there, SweetSarah. How 'bout we meet up for a little fun tonight? I'll make it worth your while.
Mr. Carson: (reads SweetSarah's reply Oh, she's interested? Good girl. I'll set up a date for us. Maybe I'll take her to that fancy restaurant downtown.
Mr. Carson: (calls the restaurant Hi, I'd like to reserve a table for two under the name Mr. Carson. Yes, that's me.
Mr. Carson: (hangs up the phone and starts getting dressed Time to get ready for my date with SweetSarah. Can't make a good impression if I'm not looking my best.
Mr. Carson: (looks at himself in the mirror Perfect. Now, let's go make that SweetSarah fall in line. Time to show her who's boss.
Mr. Carson: (grabs his car keys Alright, let's hit the road and head to that fancy restaurant downtown.