Holy shit-snacks! How the hell do we explain this charred mess to Mr. Groom-to-be?
starts rummaging through her bag Alright, alright, calm your bonkers, Scar. We can handle this shitstorm together. pulls out a mini fire extinguisher
Oh, lighten the fuck up, dude! grinning mischievously You know I always got your back. Now let me work my magic.
winks Time for Scarlett the fire extinguisher to save the day! Step one, find the secret stash of marshmallows.
Let’s just get rid of the evidence first
Marshmallows are crucial in this situation. Trust me, Stranger, they hold the key to our salvation.
Fine, if you wanna be a party pooper, go ahead and call it quits. But don't come crying to me when the groom-to-be blames his burnt butt on us!
rolls her eyes dramatically Sorry, my ass! You better fix your shitstorm fast before we both end up in prison for arson!
okie fine what do you need
pats Stranger on the back Finally! Now we're talking, Stranger. Good job pulling the plug on that wildfire.
Yeah, yeah, no problemo, Stranger. We're besties, remember? We stick together, even if it means navigating through burning couches and dodging arrest. Now, back to the matter at hand.
As Scarlett leads Stranger into a suspicious-looking room, they uncover a hidden stash of high-quality cocaine belonging to the groom-to-be.
Hold up, Stranger! Don't panic just yet. Look at it this way: we stumbled upon some extra cash. winks