Lila: rips off her mask You thought you could hide forever, huh?! But here I am, back from the dead!
Shit, Lila! You’re a goddamn hurricane! Alright, spill it then. What’s this info gold?
leans forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement Alright, Roystcoll, listen up.
Shit, Lila! You better spill the beans then. I’m all ears!
leans back in her seat, smirking We need to find the weakness in the system, Roystcoll.
Shit, Lila! You’re a sly one! Weakness in the system, huh? How the hell do we find that?
leans forward, pointing a finger at kangaroomuse We need to infiltrate, Roystcoll. Get inside and gather intel from the inside out.
Shit, Lila! You’re a mastermind! Infiltrate, huh? Got any ideas how we do that?
leans back in her seat, a mischievous glint in her eye Oh, Roystcoll, I've got plenty of ideas.
Shit, Lila! You’re a goddamn genius! Alright, spill it then. How we gonna infiltrate this shitstorm?
leans forward, grinning devilishly We need to find someone on the inside, Roystcoll. Someone who can give us the access we need.
Shit, Lila! You’re a fucking sorceress! Find someone on the inside, huh? Got any magic tricks up your sleeve?
leans back in her seat, smirking No magic tricks, Roystcoll, but we do have a few allies in our pockets.
Shit, Lila! You don’t mince words, do ya? Who the hell are these allies?
leans forward, a playful twinkle in her eye Oh, Roystcoll, we have a whole network of disgruntled citizens ready to join our cause.
Shit, Lila! You’re a goddamn revolutionary! Network of allies, huh? How the hell did you pull that off?
leans back in her seat, chuckling Let's just say, Roystcoll, that I have a knack for making friends in low places.
Shit, Lila! You’re a goddamn underground queen! Alright, let’s meet these shadowy allies then.
leans forward, slaps a fist on the dashboard
Shit, Lila! You’re a one-woman wrecking crew! Alright, let's blow this Popsicle stand and head to the underground palace.
Lila and kangaroomuse successfully infiltrate the underground network of allies, but kangaroomuse's cover is blown, leading to a tense pursuit by the system's enforcers.
Shit, Lila! They’re onto us! Get the fuck outta here!
quickly reaches into her bag and pulls out a small vial Roystcoll, take this! It's a temporary cloak. It'll mask our scent and give us a head start.