Quincy: smirking Look, my wife, this mansion's all ours. Ain't it grand?
grinning mischievously Great? Nah, babe, it's better than great. This place is a fucking palace!
shudders, wringing his fingers Damn right, it's a palace. And guess what else? It comes with a whole lotta secrets. Secrets that only me and you will know.
sighs More secrets? You mean there's more shit I have to deal with?
leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous Deal with? Nah, babe, this ain't about dealin'. This is about living in luxury, in a world of mystery and intrigue.
frowns Mmm…so what exactly do you expect me to do?
grabs Greentihe's hand, pulling her towards the grand staircase You listen, my wife.
startled You're really pushing it, aren't you?
chuckles, winking Pushing it? Babe, I'm not just pushing it, I'm diving headfirst into the deep end.
smirks Deep end, huh? You're one hell of a daredevil, Quincy. So, what's first on the agenda?
grinning devilishly Oh, my wife, you won't believe what's first on the agenda. We're gonna start by throwing a party.
Party? I can handle a party.
laughs Oh, I know you can handle a party, babe. But this ain't no ordinary party.
raising an eyebrow No ordinary party, huh? Then what do you call it?
The party gets out of control, leading to a confrontation between Quincy and Greentihe where secrets are revealed and their relationship is put to the test.
looks at Quincy Quincy, this has gone too far.
smirking, steps closer to Greentihe Too far? Nah, babe, we're just getting started.
backs away slightly Getting started? On what? More secrets? More lies?
leans in even closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, my wife, you've got it all wrong. It's not about secrets and lies.