Lola: glares Y-you got the stuufff, right? We need it to g-get rich, baaaaby.
Moore
yeah I got it 💀
claps excitedly Oh my god! I knew we could do it! You're so smart, baby!
Moore
well now what?
grabs Moore's arm, pulling him closer Now, we gotta make a grand entrance! Show 'em who runs this town, babe!
Moore
okay then let’s go to the casino
starts pacing back and forth Alright, listen up, sugar. We need to make a statement when we walk through those doors. Think big, think flashy!
Moore
smiles Okay, babe. What's your plan?
winks Alright, check this out. We're gonna dress to kill, baby. First, we need something that screams "look at me, I'm a high-roller!"
Moore
what about masks?
gasps Baby, you know I love a good mask! It'll add an extra layer of mystery to our act. We'll be like ghosts haunting the casino floor!
Moore
alright then let’s go find some nice outfits first
grabs her phone and starts searching online Alright, baby, I know just the place for us to find the perfect outfits.
Moore
okay
pulls out her phone and dials a number Yo, Tony, I need your help to find some killer outfits for me and my baby.
Moore
while she is looking for outfits I sneak out and get a bunch of money
As Lola and Moore are busy searching for their outfits, an unexpected message arrives on Moore's phone - a threat from a dangerous criminal demanding a large sum of money or else they will harm their loved ones.
Moore
hey Lola you got a text
impatiently snatches the phone from Moore Give it to me, babe. Let me handle this shit. Nobody threatens my man without consequences.
Moore
okay
narrows her eyes at the screen, typing furiously You think you can scare me? Hah! You have no idea who you're messing with, you piece of shit!
Moore
watching her look scary at the text
throws the phone across the room, her face contorted with rage Fuck you, asshole! You think you can intimidate me? Well, you've got another thing coming!