Emma storms into the penthouse living room, waving a stack of papers.
GoIsland
...
slams the stack of papers onto the table "Look at this shit, babe! They're onto us!"
GoIsland
oh fuck-
rolls her eyes dramatically Ugh, you're such a drama queen. We need to stay cool and come up with a plan, not freak out like this.
GoIsland
Ok-ok, but what do we do now?
smirks, pacing back and forth Alright, listen up, hun. We can't just sit here and twiddle our thumbs. We need to take action, and fast.
GoIsland
listening carefully Okay...I'm all ears.
stops pacing and faces GoIsland with a mischievous grin Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to lay low and blend in. No more unnecessary risks, got it?
GoIsland
ok, but what about our money?
laughs sarcastically Oh, honey, you think we can just walk away from all that cash? No way, sweetheart.
GoIsland
...you're right..but still, I feel guilty
waves her hand dismissively Oh, spare me the guilt trip, darling. It's every man for himself in this game. Besides, if we don't secure that money, we're gonna end up broke and scrambling to find another score. Do you really want that?
GoIsland
No..I guess not
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Look, babe, I know this life ain't all rainbows and unicorns. But we've made our choices, and now we gotta see them through.
GoIsland
yeah..
As Emma and GoIsland lay low and await their next move, they receive a threatening letter from a powerful crime syndicate demanding repayment of their debt or else they'll be in serious trouble.
GoIsland
Who would send us something like this?
narrows her eyes, crumpling the letter in her hand Huh, this is some bullshit power play. Nobody threatens us.
GoIsland
Yeah..no one messes with us.
throws the crumpled letter onto the coffee table Screw 'em, babe! We ain't afraid of some low-life thugs trying to intimidate us.