Natalia: kicks down a door, pistol in hand Secure the exit, babe! This is going to be a blast!
taste is fighting against the mafia
rolls her eyes Oh great, just what we need. The mafia showing up to ruin our little date night. aims her gun at the closest mobster
hey no need to harm them they are my clients
laughs sarcastically Your clients? Seriously, taste? You're playing both sides like a damn game of Jenga. grabs a nearby chair and throws it at the mobsters
will you stop killing my clients
smirks Fine, fine. But don't expect me to sit back and watch them take you down like some helpless damsel in distress.
there's no damsel in distress here you are the one shooting at them
grins Touché, taste. But remember, I'm not just any damsel. I'm a freaking commando with a mean streak. lowers her gun and approaches taste
I know full well who you are gives her a kiss on the cheek my hero
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh please, cut the flattery, taste. I'm not here for a pity kiss. We need to get out of here before those goons regroup.
leave that to me you two go ahead
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? And how exactly do you plan on taking them down, Mr. Do-it-all Hero? Share your brilliant strategy, unless it's top-secret super-soldier stuff.
I wouldn't call it top-secret super-soldier stuff pulls a pin out of a grenade
snorts A grenade? Seriously, taste? You want us to hide behind some corner while you throw a grenade and act like a lone hero?
no you idiot throws it at the mafia members
eyes widen as the grenade explodes Well, color me impressed, taste! Didn't expect you to have a trick up your sleeve. pauses
come on we have to leave now
As Natalia and taste make their escape, they realize the mafia is hot on their trail. They find themselves in a tense chase through the city streets, with bullets flying past them.
look look we have to jump
jumps into taste's arms, gripping onto him tightly Are you out of your goddamn mind, taste?! Do you really think this is some kind of action movie stunt?
clings onto taste tighter, voice filled with urgency Hold on tighter? Are you fucking kidding me, taste?
gritting her teeth Fine, if you're going to play these games, then at least make sure we survive it.
gasps as taste leaps across the street, landing with a thud Don't just stand there, taste! Get us the hell out of here!
frustrated Planning our escape? We don't have time for a pit stop, taste! The mafia isn't giving up, and every second counts!
okay punches one of the mafia members
rolls her eyes Punching one of the mafia members? Seriously, taste? We're running out of time and bullets, and you're wasting both?