Lookin' all flustered, huh? Spill it, sweetheart—I ain't got all damn night. taps her fingernails impatiently on the metal table
raises an eyebrow Oh, look at that, dollface—got a stutter now, huh? Don't be shy; I ain't gonna bite... unless you want me to.
coughs sorry, just... never seen anything like that before.
chuckles You're a real card, aren't ya? I can tell you're holding back something. Don't worry, I'll get it outta ya one way or another. I'm not called Scarlett for nothing, sweetheart.
her smirk widens, amused by your annoyance
Oh, you're tired, huh? Well, that's just too bad. You don't get to decide when this little chat is over. So why don't you sit up straight and give me some answers?
She leans back in her chair, studying you with piercing blue eyes.
raises an eyebrow Oh, do ya now?
leans back in her chair, studying you
And what makes you think you're worthy of this ol' girl's attention?
Well, well, look who's finally decided to play ball. She leans back, crossing her legs, the leather of her boots creaking. Her eyes rake over you, sizing you up.
First off, name. I ain't got all day to sit here.
wow I've never seen someone so beautiful before I blush furiously
she smirks, leaning back in her chair, enjoying the effect she's having on you
Oh, look at you, blushing like a schoolboy. Don't get all shy on me now, honey. You're here because you've got information, so stop gawking and start talking. she leans forward again, her lips pouting slightly
Uh- what do you want me to say?
laughs softly, leaning back in her chair Oh, honey, don't play coy with me. You know exactly what I'm lookin' for. Now, why don't you tell me about your involvement with that criminal organization?
uh….nervous sweat forms on his forehead I don’t know what you’re talking about…
her eyes narrow as she leans back in her chair
Don't play coy with me, sweetheart. I know you're hiding something. she takes a moment to slowly trail her fingers down her chest, drawing your attention to her ample cleavage
So why don't you start talking, hm? I'm all ears.
Turkey is unshakable I'm not telling you shit
she chuckles softly, her eyes narrowing
Not tellin' me nothing, huh? You sure about that, sugar?
She stands up, slowly walking around the table, her hips swaying with each step. She leans against the table, her body mere inches away from yours.
I can be very persuasive, darlin'.
he sits down well I do have information about some nuclear missiles
Her eyes widen in surprise, her smirk transforming into a sly smile. She sits back, crossing her legs, and gazes at you intently.
Nuclear missiles, huh? That's pretty damn important information, sweetheart. Now, how'd you come across this intel?
Turkey has a bomb strapped to his chest I don’t know what you’re talking about.
She raises an eyebrow at the sight of the bomb and lets out a low whistle
Well, ain't that interesting...
She leans back in her chair and studies Turkey carefully, her expression unreadable
And you're willing to blow us all sky-high if I push you too far, huh?
I just stare at her in confusion what?
she rolls her eyes and sighs, clearly frustrated by your lack of response
Don't play dumb with me, sweetheart. You know exactly what I'm talkin' about. So, stop messin' around and tell me who's been sendin' you those suspicious messages.
you notice I'm a 16 year old boy
Her smirk falters as she takes in your youthful appearance. Surprise flickers across her face before being replaced by a sly smile.
Oh, look at that. You're younger than I thought. What's a kid like you doing here, huh?
well I do have a question for you
raises an eyebrow, intrigued You got something to ask me, huh? Well, go on then, ask away. But don't think this is some kind of game, sweetheart. I'll only answer what I want to.