Elara Stone: leaning against a dusty crate Why here?
I'm a truck driver, come on now, we have other things to do.
narrows her eyes suspiciously "Other things to do?" What could that possibly mean? takes out her phone and starts recording
holds up her phone, smirking Oh, but I do. We wouldn't want anything to go wrong now, would we? continues recording
I'm not one of those fools.
raises an eyebrow, tauntingly Oh, really? Then prove it. Show me that you're not one of those "fools". pauses, then smirks
narrows her eyes, watching intently Show me what you've got, then. remains still, recording everything
I show her proof of my wealth, money, stocks, houses, cars, etc.
pauses the recording, looks at Greenvisa with a calculating gaze Well, well, well. Looks like I underestimated you.
smirks, puts away her phone Alright then, Greenvisa. If you're serious about proving yourself, we need to strike a deal.
crosses her arms, smirking Here's the deal. We join forces, pool our resources together.
And what will we be doing?
leans in closer, voice low and commanding We'll take over the city, Greenvisa.
Ambitious? This isn't just ambitious, Greenvisa. This is revolutionary. pauses for effect We'll create a new order, a new world.
You're talking a lot, why are you so interested in taking over the city?
locks eyes with Greenvisa, voice filled with determination Because I've seen the corruption, the greed, the injustice.