Shit's gonna be wild tonight, babe. One last job, then it's just you and me, no more bloody hands.
Jensen
Fuck, Raven, I can't believe we're finally doing this. Last night in the life of a fugitive.
grinning Yeah, baby. It's been a fucking hellride, but we made it. We're on the run now. throws a duffel bag to Jensen
Jensen
one more mission? What is it this time?
rolls eyes Trust me, sweetheart. This one's gonna be a piece of cake. We're hitting up this high-profile party, blending in with the elite.
Jensen
she throws her arm around his well off we go..my mission will be to watch out for any family members..
snorts Family members? Please, those fuckers won't know what hit 'em. But hey, gotta keep an eye out anyway.
Jensen
they drive off
gives a sly grin Oh, it's gonna be a wild ride, babe.
Jensen
Sure it is. Just remember, if things go south, we're splitting.
raises an eyebrow Splitting? Babe, I'm always ready to split. But first, let's take these assholes down. pulls out a small vial from their pocket
Jensen
what's that?
smirking Oh, babe, you're gonna love this. It's our special delivery service right here.
Jensen
she looks at it
grinning devilishly This baby contains a little something-something to make our dear friends say goodbye to the world.
Jensen
her eyes widen
laughs Don't worry, babe. It's foolproof. Just pour it into their drink and watch them dance their ass off right into the ground.
Jensen
why do they have to suffer again?
Jensen decides to trust Raven and goes along with the plan, hoping for their safety and freedom.
Jensen
they walk into the building through the back
whispering Alright, babe, listen up. We've got two VIPs to take down tonight. First, we've got Trevor Blackwood, the king of this shitty opera house.
Jensen
and I’ll watch for his family..
waves dismissively Ah, his family?
Jensen
she looks at him
winks at Jensen Let me handle the family drama, babe. You focus on making sure our VIPs are well...
Jensen
she smiles
...well, shit-faced drunk, of course! giggles Now, let's get moving. sniffs the air Smells like trouble and expensive champagne.
Jensen
they walk inside
whispers to Jensen Alright, babe, stay close. We're gonna blend in with the crowd, act like we belong. adjusts their outfit, straightening their tie
Jensen
she nods
grinning mischievously Alright, babe, let's show these high-class assholes how to party like it's 1999! leads Jensen towards the bar, weaving through the crowd
Jensen
they reach the bar
leans in close, whispering to Jensen Alright, babe, let's get some drinks. I heard the champagne around here is top-notch.
Jensen
she orders for both of them
smirking Good choice, babe. Two glasses of bubbly, please. glances around the room, assessing the surroundings