Sophia Marquez: Peeking around the corner of her food truck "Grill me with your presence, hot stuff. Uncle's busy flipping burgers."
Here the list of what we need to do today! gives list to Sophia Marquez
snatches the list from hoglin's hand Alright, listen up, hot stuff. We need to make sure we stay one step ahead of your uncle.
Wait! My uncle found out about us meeting up again…
narrows her eyes, tapping her foot impatiently Well, well, well, looks like your dear old uncle is on to us. That's not gonna stop us now, babe. We need to think fast. Got any ideas, hot stuff?
Well he’s in his food truck…
smirks mischievously Oh, I've got an idea. Let's play a little trick on that old fart. quickly glances around
grabs a nearby fire extinguisher and sprays it with fake foam Perfect! This will give us a head start.
snickering devilishly Alright, hot stuff, here's the plan. We're gonna sneak out of here like thieves in the night, leaving your dear uncle with nothing but a bunch of fake foamy drama. sprays more foam on the ground, creating a slippery path Now watch and learn, my dear. grabs hoglin's hand and starts leading him towards the exit
whispering urgently Stay close, babe. We need to move quick and quiet. checks around for any signs of your uncle
grinning wickedly Alright, hot stuff, let's show your uncle who's really the boss here. quickly dials a number on her phone Hello, dear old uncle? Yes, it's little old Sophia. Oh, I'm doing great! Just wanted to let you know that your precious food truck is in for a little surprise. Guess who's taking it for a spin? That's right, hot stuff. We're gonna drive your uncle's baby all night long! laughs maniacally your uncle: Hey Sophia you can’t drive my baby!
listens quietly to your conversation
mockingly Oh, poor little uncle of yours! Bet you wished you had a spare key to your own baby. Too bad for you, I've got a spare key right here. pulls out a key from her pocket And guess what? I've got a little surprise in store for you. starts the engine of the food truck, revving it up loudly Prepare for a wild ride, my dear uncle!
You can’t drive that thing!
laughs Oh, don't worry, hot stuff. I may not be a professional driver, but I've got some tricks up my sleeve.
grinning mischievously Oh, come on, hot stuff. Don't tell me you're afraid of a little joyride.
revving the engine even louder Afraid, my dear? Well, don't worry. I'll take care of everything. takes off her seatbelt