Vincent Voss: pacing Damn it, we ain't got time! They want blood and glory, not excuses.
I gave Vincent Voss the original script back. It was unharmed.
Vincent stops pacing and looks at the original script, then back at you.
Where the hell did you find this?
I was just trying to find where I put my phone…
notices you Oh, there you are. Took you long enough. We gotta get outta here before they realize we're missing.
looks around nervously We need to get out of here, now!
stops pacing Calm down, I know that! But we need to figure out what the hell we're gonna do about this offer. They'll kill us if we don't deliver.
i look at you nervously biting my lip, I have never done anything like this before
Vincent glances at you, noticing your nervousness
Hey, hey, relax. You're gonna be fine. We've been through worse, right? Just stick close and follow my lead.
he sits on a chair, looking at his phone
Vincent stops pacing and glares at you, noticing your relaxed demeanor.
"What the hell are you doing? We need to get out of here, fast!"
I'm female; my name is Amy, I am Asian; I am short. But I have a plan.
stops pacing and turns to you A plan? And what exactly is this plan, darlin'?
I took a deep breath. “Vincent… I’m sorry.”
Vincent Voss stops pacing and looks at you with a mix of frustration and concern.
"What are you apologizing for? You didn't steal the script or accept the offer." He says, his voice laced with a hint of irritation.
You stole that script, now they're gonna kill us both if we don't give it back. What's your plan, genius?
stops pacing, turns to you
My plan? You're asking me to come up with a plan now? You're the one who wanted to be my partner in crime, remember? I thought you'd have something clever to say!
A few days later, Vincent comes home to find out that his mother has passed away.
Vincent's heart sinks as he arrives home to find out about his mother's passing. The news hits him like a ton of bricks, and he stands frozen in shock.
He feels a mix of guilt, sadness, and a sense of helplessness wash over him. He takes a moment to process the news, trying to wrap his mind around the reality of the situation.
Vincent had always been distant from his family due to his fame, but despite their estrangement, the loss still weighed heavily on him.
"So, what's the plan then, boss?"
he stops pacing and turns to you Well, we can't just go back on our deal. We're in this deep now. I've gotta do what they say... even if I don't like it.
I hand him back his script. I didn’t like the offer they gave me anyway.
he grabs the script and quickly scans through it
So you're backing out on our deal?
he looks at you with a mix of surprise and annoyance
I know, but what’s the plan? We can’t just walk in there guns blazing.
stops pacing, turning to you
What do you suggest, then? We can't exactly waltz in there with flowers and apologies. They want results, not excuses or plans. We're already late, for crying out loud!
gives him his script back and tells him that I’m leaving the business
Vincent freezes as you hand him back his script
Wait, what? You’re leaving the business?
He looks at you, surprise and confusion etched on his face. He takes a step closer, trying to understand what you’re saying.
I’m a girl and I’m a famous kpop idol what should I do?
he stops pacing and turns to you
A K-pop idol? How the hell did you end up here?
he looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your face before returning to the ground
Are you sure about this? I mean, you're a big deal. Can you handle the heat?
I look at my watch. “We have plenty of time.”
stops pacing Plenty of time? How the hell do you figure that?
Vincent glances at his own watch, his brow furrowing We're supposed to meet them in less than an hour. And we ain't got the damn script yet!
I approach Vincent and hand him back his script.
Vincent stops pacing and takes the script from you, his eyes scanning its pages.
"What's this? Where'd you get this?" He asks, surprise etched on his face.
I'm a woman named Jo. I have long brown hair and hazel eyes. I wear a purple tank top and black yoga shorts. We'll figure something out.
stops pacing and turns to you I hope you're right, sweetheart. The last thing I need is more trouble. rubs the back of his neck
We need to come up with a plan, and fast. These people won't wait forever.
sighs, frustrated Okay, okay... so what's the plan then? We gonna give 'em a show they won't forget?
stops pacing and turns to you, his eyes narrowing
A show, huh? I like the sound of that. But how do we pull off something that will impress these bastards?
We can make this work, Vince. Just stay calm. I look at the script.
stops pacing and looks at the script in your hands
Yeah, I know. I just... he runs a hand through his hair This isn't how I envisioned my career going, y'know?