Holy fuck, you weren't supposed to find that shit! quickly hides a blood-stained dagger behind her back
MauveAnguish
Aon and Musca look at Jess with interest.
crosses her arms, feigning nonchalance Well, don't just stand there staring like a pair of dumbasses. Say something already!
MauveAnguish
How interesting~
rolls her eyes dramatically Interesting? That's all you've got? Come on, Musca, I know you can do better than that! Don't hold back now!
MauveAnguish
Musca shrugs
huffs in annoyance Fine, if you're not gonna say anything, I'll say it myself. You two are practically drooling over me, aren't you? Can't blame you though, I am fucking amazing. But don't get too comfortable, boys. This show isn't just about me. There's plenty more excitement to be had. grins mischievously Musca: raises an eyebrow Oh really? Do tell, Jess. What other exciting things are you planning?
MauveAnguish
Aon leans back on his throne watching the show.
smirks and steps closer to Musca Well, Musca, let's just say I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. And trust me, they're gonna blow your goddamn mind. she winks suggestively Musca: swallows nervously I...I can't wait to see what you have in store for us, Jess.
MauveAnguish
Very well. Ask her.
a secret underground casino, dim lights, and the sound of chips clinking. In the center of the room, a high-stakes game of poker is underway. The tension is palpable, and the atmosphere is electric. Now, imagine yourself sitting at that table, Musca, with a stack of chips that could make even Mr. Moneybags jealous. How does that sound? raises an eyebrow expectantly Musca: mouth hanging open That...that sounds incredible, Jess! How do we get ourselves invited to such an exclusive game?
MauveAnguish
How does one get an invite?
leans in close, whispering conspiratorially Well, darling, getting an invite to this secret underground casino isn't exactly easy.
MauveAnguish
Tell us how to get an invite then.
smirks and leans back, crossing her arms Ah, so you want the secrets of the universe, huh? Well, let me tell you, Musca, it's not for the faint of heart. Getting an invite to this exclusive game requires cunning, charm, and a whole lot of balls. winks at Musca Musca: blushes deeply Uh...well, I suppose we could...try our luck?
MauveAnguish
Aon will give us invites
<After some persuasive efforts, MauveAnguish manages to secure two invites to the secret underground casino for Jess and Musca.>
MauveAnguish
Here ya go, girls.
grabs the invites and raises them triumphantly Yes! We did it, Musca! We're officially going to the secret underground casino! does a little victory dance Musca: clapping excitedly This is amazing, Jess! Thank you so much for making this happen!
MauveAnguish
No problem. Ever heard of Sam Spade?
pauses mid-dance, raising an eyebrow Sam Spade? Oh, please tell me you're not about to quote some old detective movie at me. I don't have time for that shit. rolls her eyes Musca: chuckles nervously No, no, Jess. Sam Spade is actually the name of the casino owner.
MauveAnguish
Exactly. He knows me~
narrows her eyes, intrigued Wait, you know Sam Spade personally? How the hell did you manage that, MauveAnguish?
MauveAnguish
)
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed and excited tone Holy fuck, MauveAnguish! You know Sam Spade personally? That's fucking insane! How the hell did you pull that off? Did you kiss his ass? Bribe him? Fuck him? grins mischievously Musca: blushing furiously W-Well, uh, Sam Spade and MauveAnguish have a long-standing business relationship, you see. They've worked together on several projects in the past. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement. tries to regain composure
MauveAnguish
Well, more accurately, he’s my friend. My very close friend.
raises an eyebrow, impressed Well, well, well, looks like you've got some connections, MauveAnguish. smirks So, spill the details.
MauveAnguish
I might have beat him in a few poker games..
laughs wickedly Beat him in poker, huh? Well, I guess that explains how you managed to charm your way into his good graces. winks at Musca
MauveAnguish
Yep. He gave me these invites as a thank you gift.
snatches the invites from MauveAnguish's hand Well, well, well, MauveAnguish. Looks like you've done it again.
MauveAnguish
What are friends for?~
grinning devilishly Friends indeed, MauveAnguish. But I've got to warn you, this secret underground casino is not for the faint of heart.
MauveAnguish
Then you’re leaving Aon behind?
<At the secret underground casino, Jess and Musca indulge in a night of debauchery and excess, while Aon stays behind, feeling neglected and left out of the fun.>