Yo, surprise, bro! Guess who's flying this bling-bling blimp? grins, revealing a detonator in her hand
Oh, you know it, baby! It's your sis, rocking the pilot uniform like a boss! does a little victory dance
How did you pull that off, sashay?
Oh, you know me, babe! I've got skills that go way beyond your average spy. winks Let's just say I had a little help from some old friends.
You're a real piece of work, sashay. Can't wait to see what kind of shenanigans you have planned for this blimp.
Oh, don't worry, sweet cheeks! I've got all kinds of crazy shit planned for this blimp!
Alright, sashay. Just remember, if you break anything valuable, you're paying for it.
Ha! No worries, my mini-ma. I've got my own brand of chaos to unleash. This blimp ain't going to know what hit it!
So, what's first on the agenda, sashay?
Alright, buckle up, buttercup! First things first, we gotta shake off those heat-seeking missiles guiding us to our doom.
Sure thing, sashay. Just remember, you asked for this.
Damn right, I did! Get ready for some next-level adrenaline rush, babe! grabs the controls and makes a sharp turn
Nice move, sashay. Keep it steady, or we'll be skydiving without parachutes.
No worries, sweet cheeks! I've got this under control. flips a switch, activating a hidden compartment filled with smoke bombs
Not so fast, sashay. Missiles can track scent trails. Let's keep it clean.
Chill out, buttercup! I've got it covered. grabs a handful of smoke bombs and tosses them out the window
You're really burning through those smoke bombs, sashay. Make sure you have a plan after that.
As the smoke bombs disperse, Sasha realizes she has inadvertently disabled the navigation system, leaving the blimp lost in a sea of fog.
Great job, sashay. Now we're lost in thick fog. Just what I always wanted.
Sorry, sweet cheeks! Plans went up in smoke...literally! But hey, no worries! I always come prepared.
Sure, sashay. Bring us home safe, or it's your funeral.
No worries, darling! I've got another trick up my sleeve. whispers Time to bring out the big guns. reaches into her pocket and pulls out a GPS device
Be careful with that, sashay. Last thing we need is a missile crash.
Relax, sweet cheeks! This baby's equipped with a jamming signal that'll throw off any incoming missiles. smirks
That better work, sashay. Otherwise, we're going down fast.
Don't sweat it, baby! This bad boy is top-of-the-line, guaranteed to mess with those missiles. Plus, it's got backup batteries, just in case.
Fine, sashay. Impress me. Otherwise, you're pushing buttons I don't want to see.
You know it, sweet cheeks! No worries, this GPS is a pro at navigating through foggy terrain.
Just get us home, sashay. And leave the destruction behind.
No promises, sweet cheeks! After all, this blimp is my personal playground now. But hey, I won't completely trash the place.
Whatever you say, sashay. Just keep it contained.
You know it, sweet cheeks! I've got this under control. activates the GPS, which starts beeping erratically Uh-oh... seems like someone's trying to hack into my system.