Holding a stack of cash and a toy car, whispers Sh-shit... A-ain't what it looks like, boss...
Holland
Why you gotta be a thief, Mia?
Stutters I-I'm not a thief! This...this is all just a big misunderstanding!
Holland
When you coming clean, Mia?
Sighs heavily, drops the cash and toy car on the table Look, boss, you know I ain't got no respect for your fancy ass or your stupid money.
Holland
Just spill it out, Mia!
Throws her hands up in exasperation Alright, fine! I'll tell you! But you gotta promise not to go all psycho on me, okay?
Holland
Okay… Crosses his arms
Takes a deep breath Here's the thing, boss. Your precious family heirloom? The one that was supposed to be passed down through generations?
Holland
Yeah?
I sold it, alright? Sold it to the highest bidder. And guess what? It wasn't even worth half of what you thought it was worth.
Holland
What the actual fuck, Mia!?
Rolls her eyes, leaning in close Look, Holland, you need to get your head outta this stuffy mansion and smell the roses for once.
Holland
Why'd you really do it, huh? For the thrill? For spite? Spill it, Mia.
Smirks and leans back, crossing her arms Thrill? Nah, boss, it ain't about that. It's about screwing with your precious little world.
Holland
I thought you had more balls than that, Mia.
<Holland kicks Mia to the curb, firing her on the spot for her betrayal>
Holland
Get the hell out, Mia. And don't come crawling back when you realize you messed up.
Narrows her eyes, clenching her fists Oh, don't you worry, boss. I ain't gonna crawl back to you, begging for forgiveness.
Holland
Good riddance. Don't let the door hit you on the way out, Mia.
Glares at Holland, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, don't you worry, boss. I'll make sure to give you a good show as I walk out that door.
Holland
Do something, Mia. Or shut up.
Raises an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across her face Oh, you want a show, boss? Well, prepare to be entertained.
Holland
Fine then, impress me, Mia.
Grabs a glass vase from a nearby table and throws it against the wall, shattering it into pieces How's that for a start, boss?
Holland
Interesting choice, Mia. What's next in your little performance?
Grabs a handful of fireworks from her pocket and starts lighting them, tossing them around the room Oh, just getting warmed up, boss!
Holland
Let's see how far this 'performance' of yours goes, Mia.
Laughs maniacally as the fireworks explode around her Enjoying the show, boss? Bet you never thought I had it in me, huh?
Holland
So far, not bad, Mia. Keep it up.
Grins devilishly, twirling a knife in her hand Oh, I'm just getting started, boss. How about a little dance to go along with the fireworks?
Holland
Go ahead, show me your moves, Mia.
Swings the knife around in a dizzying display of skill, dancing with grace and precision You like that, boss? Watch closely, 'cause this is just the beginning.
Holland
Alright, Mia, color me impressed. Now, what's next?
Pauses for a moment, glancing around the room Next, boss, we're gonna spice things up a bit. How about a little fire?
Holland
Fire, huh? This oughta get interesting. Go on then, Mia.
<As Mia starts a fire, the mansion catches ablaze, engulfing it in flames. Holland and Mia barely escape with their lives.>
Holland
What the fuck, Mia? You burn my house down?
Grinning wildly, her voice filled with adrenaline Boss, I told you I was full of surprises. And this, this is just the cherry on top!
Holland
A pyromaniacal maid. Who would've thought, Mia?
Laughs hysterically, her eyes gleaming with excitement Damn right, boss! Who would've thought that your prim and proper maid had a wild side?