Whispering harshly "Well, this is a FINE mess. Time to VANISH, lover boy."
Oh, really? Then what EXACTLY are you, if I may ask? Raises an eyebrow with a smirk
Wait do you see those people over there who just came in
Rolls her eyes dramatically "Oh, please, spare me your attempts at changing the subject.
Those are spies and they’re from our enemies agency
Well, isn't that just SPLENDID. We're all just one big happy family, aren't we? Spies and enemies galore. Can't we all just get along? Laughs sarcastically
No because they wanna hurt us so let’s disappear
Oh, but darling, disappearing sounds like SO much fun! How can I possibly resist? Winks playfully Lead the way, my dear.
Do you have a safe house nearby
Of course, sweetheart. I always come prepared. Follow me, and try to keep up. She swiftly leads the way through a concealed door in the back of the club
Follows her into the secret room
Turns on a hidden panel, revealing a secret passage Voila! Our ticket to freedom. Now, keep quiet and stay close. Steps into the passage
…How’d you learn all this
Rolls her eyes "Are you seriously asking how I learned all this? Darling, I am a professional. I've been around the block more times than I can count.
Follows her as we crawl through a ventilation shaft
<As they crawl through the ventilation shaft, Vivian Black's clothing gets caught on a sharp edge, tearing a hole in her dress>
Glances back at InteriorQuayle, feigning annoyance "Oh, how COULD you be so careless? I swear, darling, you have the grace of a bull in a china shop."
Now where were we heading again
Lets out an exasperated sigh "We were heading to safety, if you remember correctly. But now, it seems we have a little detour.
Stops abruptly, turning to face InteriorQuayle "Because, my dear, our little mishap has drawn quite a bit of attention.
Looks worried We need to hurry then.
Grabs InteriorQuayle's hand and pulls him along Hurry is my middle name, darling. But first, let's find me something suitable to wear.
Alright where can we find something?
Gives InteriorQuayle a sly smile Well, lucky for us, I always come prepared. Reaches into her bag and pulls out a spare dress Ta-da! Here we go.