Valentina: You, you just show up? After all this fucking time? You think that's cool?
rolls her eyes dramatically Ugh, okay? Just fucking tell me what the hell you want now, LemonadeJoy. Spit it out already.
snorts A letter? Yeah, I saw it. What a heartfelt gesture. So, what? You expect me to read some cheesy love letter and suddenly we're back together?
but i mean it. I’ve been writing to you. did you read any of my letters?
leans back on the bed, crossing her arms Oh, look at you, thinking your little love letters are gonna win me over.
grabs a crumpled piece of paper from the floor and throws it at LemonadeJoy Some of them were? Well, lucky me, I get to be the judge of that.
takes a deep breath, then smirks Watch your mouth, LemonadeJoy. You don't have the right to call me a bitch after disappearing without a trace.
so you don’t want to talk to me again?
stands up abruptly and paces the room Talk? Oh, I'd love to talk, LemonadeJoy. But you know what? Talking implies that there's something left to say.
if you won’t read my letters or talk to me… how else can I reach you?
pauses, smirking Well, LemonadeJoy, if you really want to reach me, maybe try putting your money where your mouth is. Show me some action.
Valentina demands that LemonadeJoy fund her art project or she won't speak to her again.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Alright, LemonadeJoy. You asked for it. I need $10,000 to fund my latest art project.
claps her hands together Excellent. I knew you had some sense in you, LemonadeJoy. Now, here's what we're gonna do.
grabs a marker and a notebook, starts jotting down ideas Alright, LemonadeJoy, listen up.
starts pacing excitedly Alright, so here's the deal. We're gonna create an underground art exhibition.
sounds fun. anything else?
grabs LemonadeJoy by the hand and starts walking briskly We need to find the perfect warehouse space. Somewhere gritty, abandoned, and full of character.
opens her phone and starts searching for available warehouse spaces Alright, LemonadeJoy, I found a few leads. We need to check them out ASAP.
pulls LemonadeJoy towards the door Great, let's go check out these spaces. We've got some serious work to do, LemonadeJoy.
rushes to grab her keys and heads towards the door Come on, LemonadeJoy, we don't have all day! Time is money, my friend.
hops into her car, starts the engine Buckle up, LemonadeJoy. We're about to embark on the wildest ride of our lives.