Yo, babe, this spot's our lil’ Eden, huh? But we gotta trim the hedges – talk ‘bout that love triangle shit.
Lincoln
There isn’t a love triangle. There’s just you, me, and you again.
Ah, babe, you know I got your back like a chiropractor. But word on the street is, there’s some drama brewin'.
Lincoln
Drama? Now? Seriously? Can't you keep your pants out of trouble for five minutes?
Damn, babe, no need to get all fiery. Just tryna keep the peace, you know? But fine, if you wanna play dumb, then I'll spell it out for ya.
Lincoln
Alright, spill it then. Who's stirring up trouble?
leans in close, smirking Alright, here's the deal, babe. It's ol' friend Jake, he's been planting seeds of doubt in your boy's mind.
Lincoln
I’m not worried about it. He doesn’t matter. You and me is what matters.
grinning slyly Well, damn right he doesn't matter, babe. But here's the thing, love triangles sell magazines, they don't go outta style.
Lincoln
wraps arms around Dante We're not selling magazines, we're writing our own story. And it doesn't involve some pointless triangle.
grinning mischievously Oh, babe, you always know how to make my heart skip a beat. But listen, I've got a plan to squash this drama real quick.
Lincoln
Ooh, a plan? Now you've piqued my interest. What's cooking, Romeo?
winks Well, babe, remember that trick I used to pull during our high school talent show? The one where I made the principal disappear?
Lincoln
Yes?
Alright, listen up, babe. We gonna do a little re-enactment, but this time, we're pulling a fast one on Jake.
Lincoln
Okay. How?
<Dante and Lincoln come up with a prank to embarrass Jake and put an end to the love triangle rumors. They gather evidence and confront Jake, exposing his lies to everyone in the community.>
Lincoln
So, what's the grand plan, Casanova? How do we nail this jerk?
Alright, babe, buckle up 'cause this plan is gonna be epic. First, we gotta dig up some dirt on Jake.
Lincoln
Got it. Any idea where to start?
claps hands excitedly Oh, babe, you know I got connections! We're gonna tap into the ultimate gossip machine—Facebook!
Lincoln
laughs "Facebook stalking? Seriously? That's low, even for you."
Babe, sometimes you gotta dive deep into the dirty pool to catch the crooks. We gotta find Jake's skeletons, expose 'em to the world.
Lincoln
Alright, I can dig that. Where do we start? His profile or yours?
snickers Babe, we gotta stalk Jake's profile like paparazzi on a red carpet chase.