Captor: Finally awake, Angel Dust.
[Angel glowers but eventually regains his confident smile.]
Angel Dust: Yeah, and what's it to ya?
[Captor holds a knife against Angel's face.]
Captor: I want you to tell me where your boss stashes his vault.
Angel Dust: [laughs, unbothered] It's hilarious you think I'd tell you anything.
[The captor grabs Angel off the ground by the neck.]
Captor: Fine! I guess I'll just have to fuck the information out of ya.
Angel Dust: [Stares defiantly] Do your worst. [Breaks into a seductive smile] Daddy~
[The captor rips his shirt open and engages in sexual intercourse with Angel, revealing this is a porn film played on the hotel's TV.]
Angel Dust (onscreen): Oh, yeah, baby~
[Cuts to Sir Pentious and Charlie watching creeped out, Vaggie and Arthur annoyed and Niffty rather interested.]
Angel Dust: You know, this performance won me a Sex-x-xi award.
Charlie: It's, uh... Very... Honest?... Oh.
[Charlie turns away, nauseous and tries to shield her eyes with her right hand.]
Vaggie&Arthur: Ew.
Angel: aw come on! You three always did a threesome every night, and I didn't complain! *Point at Charlie, Vaggie and Arthur*
[Charlie peeks from her fingers back at the TV screen before turning her head away to avoid watching with her hand covering her mouth this time.]
Angel Dust (onscreen): Oh, harder, daddy~
Vaggie: Okay! Enough of that.
[Vaggie and Arthur tries to help Charlie by covering the side of her face with their own hand so she doesn't have to see the TV screen. Vaggie turns her head to Angel Dust with a disapproving and unamused stare.]
Vaggie: Angel, what the fuck?
Angel Dust: What? You said was show-and-tell day. I'm showin' you my best film, and I'm tellin you that it scored me a win over that bitch, Tiffany Titfucker.
Husk: Ya know, not a very convincing interrogation scene.
Angel Dust: [laughs, pissed off] Alright, dickhead. What makes you think you have any right to insult my work to my fuckin' face?
Husk: You really gonna sit there and act like these scripts ain't hot garbage?
Angel Dust: [Gasps] Fuck you! This is classy art! [Gestures with two hands at the TV screen]
Angel Dust (onscreen): OH! FUUUCK!
[Co-star slaps Angel's butt and bites it. Sir Pentious covers his eyes when he sees while Niffty lies on her stomach on the table with smile, kicking her legs back and forth as she continues watching.]
Husk: That's bullshit. You get drunk and bitch about them all the time. Everyone likes to bitch to the bartender. I know everything about you and these motherfuckers at this point.
[Gestures to Sir Pentious] That one. That one is an insecure buffoon whose lonely ass watches you idiots sleep!
[To Charlie] Princess, is a bleeding heart who wants to solve everybody else's problems 'cept her own.
Charlie: What?! No, I-- What? Pfffft, no, no. [Vaggie and Arthur just stares at her silently.]
Husk: [to Vaggie] This one. [She turns her attention away from Charlie and scowls at Husk, growling under her breath.] Judges everyone and everything because she hates herself.
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