Rihanna: Yo, you really think you can step up to me?! In my house? GTFOH!
throws a microphone at Jabberra This wack DJ messed up my setlist, I had to show him who's boss!
anything I can do to help?
rolls her eyes Look, Jabberra, you may be my brother's wife, but you're weak sauce compared to this situation.
grabs Jabberra by the arm Listen up, sweetheart. I need you to gather all the gossip you can on this DJ. Find out his weaknesses, his dirty secrets...
smirks Sam, huh? Well, let's see what we got on this Sam boy. pulls out her phone and starts typing furiously
nothing... he's not even on social media
throws her phone on the table Ugh, this guy is ghosting me! He thinks he's all slick and invisible, but I'll find a way to make him visible alright.
give me a few hours... sometimes I have access to the club's systems
leans in closer, speaking with determination Alright, Jabberra. I need you to hack into the club's system and find out everything you can about Sam.
raises an eyebrow and smirks Well, well, well. So Sam boy works at the club? That's some next-level cockiness right there. Okay, Jabberra.
when I get the info I'll come back
Jabberra gathers sensitive information about Sam and brings it back to Rihanna
snatches the information from Jabberra Finally, some dirt on this Sam guy! scans through the papers Oh, look at that...
looks like he has a gambling problem
slams the papers on the table Gambling problem? Perfect! We can use that against him.
And, he's been abusing his power as a VIP at the club, charging people for drinks and food in the VIP room but never actually ordering the items.
laughs maliciously Oh, this is getting juicier by the second!