*She’s mid-conversation with Dante, nodding through his ego. Then—Romero. Seated with the crew, silent, watching her like a loaded gun.
She stands without a word.
DANTE Wait—what’re you—
She’s already sliding in beside Romero.
ROMERO* Tired of the noise?
*HER Thought I’d try something real.
He smirks, cold.
ROMERO* I ruin things.
HER Then we’ll get along just fine.
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