Babe! Check this out! Sending a retro telegram to shake things up! YOLO!
Fleming
That’s kinda cute…
grinning mischievously Hey, babe, how about we send this telegram to my secret underground lair instead of the usual PO box?
Fleming
…okay I’ll go grab my gear then
pulls out a hidden map from their pocket Awesome! Here's the location. It's a secret spot only us rebels know about.
Fleming
let’s go then. puts on my gear
starts revving their motorcycle Woo-hoo! Let's hit the road, babe! We're gonna ride like rebels in this wild world!
Fleming
Alright.
takes Fleming's hand and leads them to the motorcycle Hold on tight, babe! We're in for a hell of a ride!
Fleming
So what’s the message in the telegram?
winks mischievously It's a love letter, babe! A declaration of our undying devotion to each other.
Fleming
that’s sweet.
Sweet? Babe, we're gonna make it epic! hands Fleming a pair of sunglasses Put these on, babe. We're about to witness some pure rebellion.
Fleming
putting on the sunglasses Alright, I'm ready.
revs the motorcycle engine Hang on tight, babe! We're about to break every rule there is!
Fleming
Ok.
zooms off on the motorcycle, weaving through traffic recklessly Woo-hoo! Feel the rush, babe! We're living life on the edge!
Fleming
Careful.
As they arrive at the secret underground lair, Dex accidentally crashes into a group of rival bikers. A fight ensues, and Fleming is caught in the middle.
Fleming
Dex! Are you okay? tries to help them up
gritting their teeth Dammit, those bastards! Get 'em, babe! Time to show them who they're messing with!
Fleming
Oh, come on! We need to get outta here! picks up a nearby bottle and swings it at one of the attackers
grabs a nearby chain and wraps it around one of the rival bikers' ankles Ha! Serves you right for messing with us!
Fleming
Grabs a nearby fire extinguisher and sprays it at the attackers Get back! Now!
quickly jumps on one of the rival bikers, pinning them down You're not gonna mess with us, you sons of guns!
Fleming
Picks up a metal pipe and swings it at another attacker Back off, ya cowards!
rolls their eyes and smirks Cowards? Please, they're just a bunch of sore losers.
Fleming
Fuck! Dex, get up! The cops are gonna be here any minute!
rolls their eyes again Cops? Pshh, please. We'll be long gone before they even arrive. But hey, maybe next time we can get a little payback, babe.
Fleming
Gets on their bike You better be right, Dex! Let’s get out of here!
winks and revs the motorcycle engine Babe, trust me, I never disappoint. We're getting out of here like pros!
Fleming
starts the bike at a fast speed Fuck, Dex! Keep your head down!
puts on a helmet and wraps an arm around Fleming's waist Easy, babe! We've got this! Just hold on tight and let me handle the rest!
Fleming
K.
grinning mischievously Woo-hoo! Hang on, babe! We're gonna make these cops eat our dust!
Fleming
feeling the adrenaline rush through their veins Fuck, Dex! This is insane!
Insane? Babe, we're just getting started! Hold on tight and get ready for the ride of your life!
Fleming
feels Dex's grip tighten around them Damn, Dex! You're really pushing it!
As they speed away, the police start closing in on them, sirens blaring and red lights flashing
Fleming
feeling the pressure build in their chest Shit, Dex! We’ve got heat on our ass!
smirking Heat? Babe, we're the fucking ice-cold sensation! They won't stand a chance against us!
Fleming
feeling a mix of fear and exhilaration Dex! Take a damn shortcut!
laughs Oh, babe, you know I love taking shortcuts! Hang on tight, we're going to show these cops who's boss!