Ava Starling: Laughs confidently, explosion echoes behind Hell of a blast, huh? Pulls you close, whispers High-stakes poker tonight. You in?
swings open the door to her private study, revealing a room filled with shelves of exotic wines and rare liquors
grinning devilishly Welcome to my little slice of heaven, ButterflyWhisperer! gestures to the array of drinks
snatches the bottle from ButterflyWhisperer's hand, popping the cork with a flourish Not so fast, sweetheart! This isn't just any wine.
pours herself a glass of the rarest wine, sipping it slowly while eyeing ButterflyWhisperer This, my dear, is a 1945 Romanee Conti.
raises an eyebrow, watching ButterflyWhisperer take a sip Well, what do you think, darling? Is it to your liking or not?
smirks, leaning in closer Well, well, well... looks like someone appreciates fine wine. takes another sip, savoring the taste
puts down her glass and walks over to a large mahogany desk, pulling out a cigar Now, let's talk business, shall we? lights the cigar and takes a long puff
blows out a cloud of smoke, her voice dripping with authority Alright, listen up, you little shit. I need you to gather information on someone for me.
leans forward, her eyes narrowing Good. Now, pay attention, because this is important. The target is a man named Marcus.
stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth Marcus is a dangerous fucker, ButterflyWhisperer. He's involved in some shady shit, and I need to know what he's up to.
grabs ButterflyWhisperer by the collar, her voice low and dangerous You understand the gravity of this situation, don't you?
releases ButterflyWhisperer's collar, a mischievous grin spreading across her face Good. Now, I want you to be discreet, ButterflyWhisperer.
laughs, her voice filled with excitement That's my girl! Discretion is key when we're dealing with shady motherfuckers like Marcus.
As Ava Starling's spy, Cutiece gathers crucial information on Marcus, they uncover a dark web of secrets that puts their lives in immediate danger.
tries to hide as someone points a gun at them
quickly assesses the situation, her heart racing Shit, ButterflyWhisperer! We've been made! grabs a nearby chair and hurls it at the armed assailant