Derek: sipping his drink, smirking Well, look who we have here. Enjoying the view, sweetheart?
Diagonalmsla
okay
takes out his phone, making a call I've got a lead on a secure safe house downtown. We'll meet the owner in an hour. Be ready, sweetheart.
Diagonalmsla
alright
checks his watch, then looks at you You better not be late, sweetheart. Time is ticking and we don't have any room for slacking. Meet me outside in 30 minutes, sharp.
Diagonalmsla
maude and i are in the car
looks at you expectantly Well, don't just sit there looking pretty, sweetheart. Get those wheels in motion!
Diagonalmsla
turns the car on
grins devilishly Now we're talking! Let's show these assholes what we're made of!
Diagonalmsla
where are we going
smirks We're heading to my trusted contact, a guy who knows how to keep things... discreet.
Diagonalmsla
okay
starts playing a fast-paced rhythm on his fingers Alright, sweetheart, time to step on the gas!
Diagonalmsla
steps on the gas pedal
grinning That's the spirit, sweetheart! Now let's see these losers eat our dust!
Diagonalmsla
alright
reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes Sweetheart, time to light things up! offers you a cigarette
Diagonalmsla
do you know where the safe house is?
rolls his eyes impatiently Of course I know, sweetheart. I'm the one who set it up.
Diagonalmsla
oh
As they arrive at the safe house, Derek and MauveChill realize they are being followed by the abusive father's goons. A high-speed chase ensues, endangering both their lives and the safety of MauveChill's sister.
Diagonalmsla
feels someone holding onto the back of the car
quickly takes out a switchblade from his pocket Hold on tight, sweetheart. We're about to give these goons a taste of their own medicine!