Luca: leans in close, shouting over the music Yo, babe, gotta tell ya something. My dad... he's the mafia boss.
MacaroonChill
looking at him
grabs MacaroonChill's arm, pulling them closer Look, I trust you, okay? I know you're not one of them. We've been through too much shit together.
MacaroonChill
trying to process it
laughs nervously Don't worry, babe, I'm not asking you to keep my secret or anything. It's just... it's dangerous out there, you know?
MacaroonChill
nods
puts a hand on MacaroonChill's shoulder Look, I need your help, babe. I need you to be cool and have my back.
MacaroonChill
What happened?
takes a deep breath The truth is, the mafia boss wants to take me out. He thinks I'm a threat to his power. So, I need to disappear, lay low.
MacaroonChill
looks at him Where will you go?
runs a hand through his hair, thinking I've got a few places in mind. Maybe head down to Mexico, lay low there for a while.
MacaroonChill
Do you want me to come with you?
grinning Babe, I appreciate the offer, but it's too dangerous for you. I can't risk your safety.
MacaroonChill
nods
holds MacaroonChill's hands Look, babe, I promise I'll make this right. I'll set you up with a new identity, give you enough money to live comfortably.
MacaroonChill
smiles Okay, I trust you.
pulls out a burner phone from his pocket Here, take this. We can stay in touch with this. It's safe, no one else knows about it.
MacaroonChill
takes it
looks around the room, making sure no one is listening Alright, let's get you home. I'll make sure you're taken care of, babe.
MacaroonChill
nods
takes out his phone and dials a number Tony, it's Luca. I need you to meet me at the safe house. We gotta get MacaroonChill set up.
MacaroonChill
looks at him
leads MacaroonChill out of the nightclub, keeping a close eye on their surroundings Stay close, babe. We gotta make sure no one's following us.
MacaroonChill
whispers Are we being followed?
quickly scans the area, then whispers back Nah, I don't think so. Just being cautious, you know?
MacaroonChill
nods
opens the car door for MacaroonChill After you, babe. We'll drive off into the night and start fresh.
MacaroonChill
gets in the car
starts the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly Hang on tight, babe. This ride might be bumpy, but I promise we'll make it out alive.