D.E.B.S (Chaelisa)

05| Shootout

That Other Bitch happened to be sitting in her 1959 Cadillac Coupe de Ville parked on the other side of the road in full view of the restaurant entrance.

They had been sitting there for close to twenty minutes in silent contemplation until Kook couldn't take it anymore.

"Do you want me to walk you in there like a mother holding her kid's hand on her first day of kindergarten?"

"Shut up Kook."

"Because I'll do it, if it gets you moving, I swear I'll do it. And I don't care how people will interpret it but so help me God, you will get out of this car and you will go on your date, Lisa."

"You know, for someone so keen on matching other people up, what about your own love life, Kook? I never see you pursuing someone."

"See I would, if I weren't so busy babysitting you—"

"Oh you are not guilt-tripping me into this one, mister," Lisa declared.

"You can do this," Kook said earnestly when silence returned in the car.

Lisa flopped in her seat, defeated. "Why is it that I can hold the whole world hostage but I'm scared of going on one stupid blind date?"

"Because...Love is harder than crime, okay?" He gestured at the door, shooing her out. "Now go knock'em dead. But not really!"

"Noted," Lisa deadpanned and stepped out, her nerves already a jangled mess.

Fantastic.

"I'll be round about the back. Have fun, and don't forget the receipt!" Kook called as the machine hummed to life and he zoomed off, leaving Lisa no choice but to enter the restaurant.

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"Hey, she's arrived," Jisoo said in a hushed voice. "Fashionably late too."

"Quick, get the audio on her," Jennie ordered as she brought up her digitised binoculars to her eyes which quickly locked on to Lisa after it identified her from the inbuilt database of suspects.

SUBJECT IDENTIFIED: LISA DIAMOND

"Okay, we've got visual. Jisoo?"

"Clear," Jisoo replied, smoking like a chimney. Chaeyoung tried not to wrinkle her nose every time she caught a waft of the noxious fumes, and was glad she was situated furthest away from her.

Jisoo had scoped out the fire alarms in the area when they arrived by sweet-talking the manager and probably rewarding him with a BJ for his help to disable them too, much to Chaeyoung's chagrin.

"What if a fire broke out Jisoo?"

"That's what fire engines are for, isn't it?" Jisoo had shrugged.

"But what if—" Chaeyoung wanted to tell Jennie to shake some sense into her but Jennie had long given up on making Jisoo follow rules.

The girl was adamant wherever her smoking habit was involved—there was no way she was going to wait hours on end unable to move without smoking to kill time.

"Okay everyone, standby," Jennie said. Her eyes shone with manic energy as she levelled her gaze at the lone in figure in black being directed to a table down below.

She smiled, baring her teeth in anticipation. "Showtime."

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"Hi. Sorry I'm late," Lisa apologised with a tight smile as she approached the table where Tzuyu was sitting. "I um...I got lost," she added, grimacing in hopes of making herself look more convincing.