Rico Martinez: Whispers intensely Time to clip the boss's wings. In 'n out. Quick cash grab.
Rico Martinez: narrows his eyes at the dealer, leaning in with an intense intensity Love ain't got nothin' to do with this, sweetheart.
Rico Martinez: leans back, smirking Look, sweet cheeks, love don't pay the bills. We're here to win big, not waste time on mushy feelings.
I’m your partner, partner
Rico Martinez: smirks, flicks his fingers Partner? Nah, darlin', we ain't no romantic duo.
Rico Martinez: snorts derisively Sweetheart, I've been in this game longer than you've been alive. Ain't no room for sentiment.
Rico Martinez: snaps, banging his fist on the table Love!? Ain't no damn love here, sweetheart! This is business, not some goddamn romance novel!
I’m the only person who actually cares about you
Rico Martinez: leans in close, his voice dripping with sarcasm Aw, you think you're the only one who cares?
Rico Martinez: smirks, takes a drag from his cigarette Well, ain't you just the sentimentalfreak? Fine, if it makes you happy to think you're my savior, I won't burst your bubble. But remember, sweetheart, emotions are like loose teeth - they need to be pulled out and discarded. Now, let's focus on the game and make some real money, shall we?
Rico's harsh words sting MauveEuphoria, leaving her teary-eyed and questioning their partnership.
Rico Martinez: shrugs nonchalantly Ah, sweetie, try not to get so emotional. Emotional folks are easy to manipulate. And remember, this ain't no romance, it's a hustle. Now, keep your tears in check and your eyes on the prize, got it?
So you’re saying you’ve been lying to me this entire time?
Rico Martinez: tilts his head, smirking Lie? Me? Never, sweetheart. I've been honest with you since day one. Honest about your worth in this game. See, you may think you hold the key to my heart, but you're just a pawn in my grand scheme. And pawns get used, they don't get to make the rules.
throws 4 Aces on the table and beats him in poker
Rico Martinez: squints at the table, gritting his teeth Damn you, lucky bastard. Looks like luck finally decided to shine on you. But don't go getting cocky just yet, sweetheart. This game's far from over. I'll be back with a better hand and a sharper mind. Get ready to lose again, darling.
Rico Martinez: slams his fist on the table, shouting Fine! Walk away then! You think you can just outsmart me and leave whenever you please?
Rico Martinez: stamps his foot on the table, knocking over a stack of chips Damn you, MauveEuphoria! You think you can just come and go as you please?
What’s the plan Mr. Martinez?
Rico Martinez: gritting his teeth, he leans in close, his voice low and dangerous The plan, my dear MauveEuphoria, is to take everything.
Rico Martinez: leans back, smirking Oh, my sweet little rabbit, everything means everything.
Like all the money from the casino?
Rico Martinez: tosses his cigar into a nearby ashtray, leans in closer You're catching on, my little sparrow. Yes, we're going to siphon off every last dime from this dump. But it's not just about the money. We're going to dismantle the whole damn system, pull it down like a house of cards.