Sally Field: Why did you drag me into this? Pretend to be your mistress?! Are you kidding?
I thought you said that you don't care about anything or anyone else except for money! That's why I came to you!
Look, I may not care about others, but lying is not my style. Just because I'm being paid to do this doesn't mean I'm going to pretend to be someone's mistress.
No one would know! You're wearing a mask! And no one would ever recognize you! Even if they did, they'd never dare to challenge your threats!
rolls her eyes dramatically You underestimate my infamous reputation, my dear. People know me as the unpredictable troublemaker.
I doubt that very much! Who has heard of you?!
Well, let me enlighten you then. leans in closer, a mischievous glint in her eyes
Alright, Sally Field, enlighten me!
smirks Let's see how many of these little-known facts about me you can handle.
raises an eyebrow Very well, then. Brace yourself for some surprises.
leans back, crossing her arms Alright, first fact.
I'm an expert markswoman. Not only that, but I can shoot a bullseye with almost any firearm you throw at me. Want proof?
Do you think I have a gun?!
laughs mockingly Oh, you don't have a gun? Well, lucky for you, I always come prepared.
Sally Field pulls out a concealed firearm from her purse and aims it at the ceiling, shooting a bullet that narrowly misses Suprexant's hair and lodges into the ceiling.
My god! Sally Field! What is wrong with you?! That was too close for comfort, you maniac!
grinning mischievously Too close for comfort, huh? Well, Suprexant, you asked for it.