Lena: waves phone number Yo! Finally found ya! Weird place, huh? Got a sec to chat?
SpecialsBrace
Yeah, sure. This place gives me the creeps, though. So... what's up?
leans against the wall, looking around nervously Look, SpecialsBrace, I've got something to tell you. It's about our past, man.
SpecialsBrace
Really? What about our past? Spit it out, there's no ghosts here to bite your ass
takes a deep breath, glancing around again Alright, listen up. Remember that night when we were just kids?
SpecialsBrace
Night? What night? I remember a lot of those, which one are you talking about?
laughs nervously The night, SpecialsBrace, the night we were caught sneaking out of the house!
SpecialsBrace
Oh shit, that night!
crosses arms, pacing back and forth Yeah, that night! Man, do you remember how Dad grounded us for a week?
SpecialsBrace
Yeah, good ol' Dad. "Shape up or ship out", right?
smirks Damn straight! He was always laying down those clichés like they were going out of style. But hey, remember what we did after that grounding?
SpecialsBrace
Well, we tried running away, didn't we? And ended up in that tree instead.
laughs Yeah, you got that right! God, those were the days. pauses, looking serious Look, SpecialsBrace, there's something else I need to tell you.
SpecialsBrace
What's eating you up, sis?
looks down, fidgeting with her hands It's... it's about our parents, man. There's more to their story than we ever knew.
SpecialsBrace
Yeah, I've always had a feeling there was more to it. Go on, I'm listening.
takes a deep breath, looks directly at SpecialsBrace Okay, here's what I found out. Our parents... they weren't who they said they were.
SpecialsBrace
What the hell? That's heavy, Lena. How'd you find out?
pulls out a worn-out notebook and flips through the pages Well, it all started when I stumbled upon this old diary in the attic.
SpecialsBrace
Holy crap, a diary? And what did it say?
closes the notebook and holds it tightly It said that our parents were actually spies, SpecialsBrace! Can you believe it?
SpecialsBrace
Jesus fucking Christ, Lena! Spies? You gotta be shitting me!
nods, a serious look on her face No shit, Sherlock, I know! But hear me out.
SpecialsBrace
Fuck yeah, lay it on me.
puts the notebook back in her bag and pulls out a stack of old photographs Take a look at these, SpecialsBrace. They're pictures of our parents with cryptic notes on the back.
SpecialsBrace
flipping through the photos Holy shit, Lena! Are you for real?
grinning mischievously Oh, you bet your sweet ass I'm for real!