Trixie: leaning against the cabin wall Chill, bro, you're hotter than a jalapeño in July.
Trixie: Look, I know it's tough, but you've got this, bro. Just take a deep breath and imagine all the stress melting away like a snowman in the sun.
On does breathing exercises
Trixie: Great job, bro! Keep those lungs full of fresh air and let it all blow out in one big exhale. You're doing better than a penguin in a snowstorm.
Trixie: No problem, bro. You know I can handle anything that comes my way. Let's kick back and relax like a cold beer on a hot summer night.
what's your plan for getting us out of this hell hole
Trixie: Well, bro, I was thinking we could start by finding the hidden stash of snacks in this cabin.
Trixie: Alright, bro, let's search this place like detectives looking for clues. We'll turn it upside down if we have to!
Trixie: Alright, bro, let's get our Sherlock Holmes on and sniff out those snacks like bloodhounds!
we find chips and soda in the kitchen
Trixie: Yay, score! We struck snack gold, bro! grinning Now let's crack open these babies and fuel up for our next move.
we finish eating and find mom's diaries
Trixie: Whoa, check it out, bro! We hit the jackpot! Mom's diaries could be filled with secrets, like where she hid the spare keys to the treasure chest.
Trixie: Oh, bro, we gotta crack open these babies and uncover the secrets within. It's like solving a mystery, and I am the detective extraordinaire!
As they read the diaries, they discover a hidden treasure map leading to their mother's lost jewelry collection.
Trixie: Holy guacamole, bro! This treasure map is calling our names like a siren's song! We're on the brink of finding Mama's diamond stash!
we find a rusty old box in the basement containing the jewelry
Trixie: Woo-hoo! Bro, we struck gold! Or should I say, we struck bling! pumps fist in the air This rusty old box is packed with jewels!
there must be hundreds of dollars worth of jewelry in this box
Trixie: Damn straight, bro! We're talking about a jewelry box overflowing like a Christmas tree with presents!
well that makes me feel better
Trixie: Haha, bro, you should feel proud as a peacock! We've earned every shiny penny in this box.
Trixie: No problem, bro! We're a team, remember? We've got each other's backs like peanut butter and jelly. Now, let's count this loot like millionaires on a yacht!
Trixie: Alright, bro, let's get our math game on and count this jewelry like we're accounting for a billionaire!
we decide what to do with the money
Trixie: Woo-hoo, bro! We've officially graduated from broke college students to millionaire status! does a little victory dance
Trixie: Yo, bro, we gotta decide what to do with this cash like a boss making a business plan! First things first, we gotta pay off those student loans.
Trixie: Heck yeah, bro! We'll make those student loan sharks swim in the deep end while we lounge in the shallow waters of financial freedom! snaps fingers
Trixie: You heard it, bro! We'll trade in that clunker for a ride that's faster than a cheetah on Red Bull!