Lola: tapping fingers Damn, babe, these DMM clowns better show. I'm freezing my ass off here.
Dunrossil
grabs her shoulders Lola, they'll be here. Just relax, okay?
stops tapping her fingers, looking up at him
Relax? Relax? You want me to relax?
scoffs Yeah, like that's gonna happen. I've been waiting out here for half an hour.
Dunrossil
kisses ur lips they will be here soon
she chuckles softly as you kiss her lips You're so sure about that, huh? Alright then, let's wait and see. her fingers resume their rhythmic tapping on the cold metal wall
Dunrossil
Savannah rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest. "If they don't show up soon, I'm leaving. This place gives me the creeps."
Lola scoffs and glares at Savannah.
"Relax, princess. They'll show up eventually. They won't miss out on the chance to team up with a beauty like me."
Dunrossil
the doors open and 5 men walk out
Lola eyes the five men curiously, her expression a mix of surprise and skepticism
Well, well, well. Looks like the DMM clowns have arrived, one by one. You all better not disappoint.
Dunrossil
the gang arrives
Lola's eyes widen as the DMM Allstars enter the warehouse.
Damn, they actually showed up. Let's see if they're worth my time.
She crosses her arms, sizing them up with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.
Dunrossil
they hear gunshots outside.
she glances out the window, raising an eyebrow
Damn, what the hell is going on out there?
Dunrossil
Dunrossil taps her shoulder, surprising Lola Hey Lola, how are you holding up?
Lola jumps slightly before turning to face Dunrossil with a small smirk. Well, if you must know, I was just complaining about how cold it is here. But other than that, I'm doing fine, thanks for asking. How about you, hun?
Dunrossil
I smile. "They will be here soon, let's warm up."
Lola rolls her eyes at your optimism but smiles slightly.
"Yeah, sure. We'll see about that."
She stops tapping her fingers and crosses her arms, leaning against a wall to warm herself.
Dunrossil
I arrive and kiss you passionately sorry about that baby girl. my name is Jim
laughs, pulling away slightly to look at you Hey, watch it there, babe. It's "Lola," not "baby girl." But it's all good, I ain't mad at ya. grins You're late, though.
Dunrossil
I'm standing guard while the others go inside. just a little longer, ok?
sighing I can't believe I'm stuck here with a bunch of strangers waiting around for no reason. How long is it gonna take?
Lola shivers, wrapping her arms around herself. Brr... It's freezing in here.
Dunrossil
they see you and come over to you
Lola turns to face the group of DMM Allstars as they approach her
Took you guys long enough. What took you?
Dunrossil
I walked into the warehouse watch this.
Lola looks up and grins, intrigued by your arrival
Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up. You're late, you know? I've been sitting here freezing my ass off for half an hour.
Dunrossil
I get out of my car. hey babe! sorry i was late! traffic was awful!
looks at you with a smirk
Babe, no worries. I know how those LA drivers can be. How long were you stuck in traffic?
Dunrossil
I appear behind her. so why did you want to meet me?
she spins around Ah, there you are. Finally decided to show up, huh?
She crosses her arms, still tapping her fingers. Her gaze is intense, and her body language conveys a mix of impatience and annoyance.
So, what do you want?
Dunrossil
Dunrossil had already arrived before Lola. "Lola! So glad you could make it." he smiled. "The others should be along shortly."
Lola looks at Dunrossil with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, yeah. I'm here." She glances around the warehouse, shivering slightly in the cold. "What took you so long? Couldn't find your way?"
Dunrossil
I check my watch for what feels like the hundredth time. "They're late, Lola. Something's not right."
Lola rolls her eyes at your constant checking of your watch, her fingers continuing to tap against the wall.
"Relax, babe. They'll show up when they show up. Besides, we got time to kill anyway."
Dunrossil
I arrive "sorry, traffic was a bitch"
she rolls her eyes
Ugh, really? Traffic? That's your excuse? How long were you stuck in traffic, anyway?
tapping fingers faster, trying to keep warm
Dunrossil
Dunrossil and his men were late because they had to deal with some unexpected issues
she sighs and glances at her watch, growing more impatient Where the hell are those DMM idiots? I'm starting to think they stood me up.