Mont begins asking Imelda questions about the current state of the Peñavierres because of his growing interest and background with the family.
Mont: How are they though?
Imelda: Good, good. Dad found himself a position in the film industry. He's a director now.
Mont: So I've seen. Calla?
Imelda: She's doing good enough as a housewife. Though she's mostly alone at home, she still manages to entertain herself.
Mont: ...your brother?
Imelda: Instead of settling for engineering, he just went with repairs and mechanics. He's a regular at MPM.
Mont: Ah, fascinating...... You know, I've always been curious if you people actually truly cared about me.
Imelda: ...Mont.
Mont: Well now I wonder not. For I've been DISinterested.
Imelda: ...
Mont: *phone rings* Pardon me, darling. *answers phone* Yes?
Kevin: •Hey, man. It's getting pretty late.•
*Kevin's POV*
Kevin: I need to get home quick. I'll start early tomorrow.
*Mont's POV*
Mont: I see. Well you carry on. Tell the Nevillionnes I said hi.... See ya. *hangs up*
Imelda: How long have you guys been partners?
Mont: Since I left your sorry household.
Imelda: Ha...
Mont: Well, it was fun catching up, Imelda. You already know your shift, I trust you'll attend work at the right time.
Imelda: I will...just...one thing...
Mont: Yes, darling?
Imelda: Don't. Ever. Seduce me again.
Mont: Heh, count on it. What I did earlier was for experimental purposes, I did it with everyone.
Imelda: No wonder they love you here.
Mont: *chuckles* They do, don't they?
Mont and Imelda both stand up and exit the room. Mont was already planning on leaving, so he walks up to the hanger near the exit.
Mont: *grabs his coat in the hanger* Trust I'll be here by 8:45 PM. And...it IS possible that an MPM agent will be here as well.
Imelda: You're kidding...
Mont: Oh, I wish. Don't worry, I'll try my best to convince him not to tell anyone, IF he finds out. Again, you'll be wearing make up.
Imelda: Fine. See ya later, Mont.
Mont: I'll see you too, Imelda.
*Mont exits*
Imelda: *thinks for a while* *has a weird tingly feeling*
Bethany: How much did you get?
Imelda: W-what?
Bethany: Oh, everytime there's a new stripper, Mont leaves money at a certain part of their body. Whichever he manages to...reach.
Imelda: I...uh...
Bethany: He never really goes for the tidies. Check your boobs.
Imelda: I...what??
Bethany: Just do it.
Imelda: *touches her chest* *she feels a piece of paper inside* *pulls it out*
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Mystery / ThrillerWARNING: Some imagery is not meant to be envisioned by less mature readers. 15 years of age should be the proper standard. Set in 2019, the Xandiér family has been living a peaceful and successful life. With Arieson Xandiér owning the men's magazine...
