Blitz: “I love this song! You were a spicy little- uh- Demon with the- uh- bleach blonde haaaair!”
Loona is shown sitting in the passenger seat next to Blitz, looking mildly annoyed at his singing. Moxxie covers the place where his ears would be in the back while Millie rolls down her window and smiles as they drive into an old crowded parking lot, while you are sitting in the back with Moxxie and Millie.
Blitz: “Thooought it might be love, but you went--“
A pink car pulls into the remaining parking space.
Blitz: “Oh, shit! Fu—“
Blitz slams onto the brakes and the van skids to a stop. He turns off the radio and glares at the person in the pink car.
Blitz: “Oh, you suck for life, do ya?!”
Blitz pulls out a megaphone and yells into it.
Blitz: “Listen up, you unoriginal pink cum dump! You have three goddamn seconds to get your tits out of my parking spot!”
The passenger steps out of her front car seat with high heels. Blitz lowers the megaphone, shocked.
Blitz: “Oh, shit! Verosika!”
Verosika blows a bubble of pink gum before it pops.
Verosika: “Blitz-o.”
Blitz: “I should have known you'd be here. I could smell fish for miles, which is odd. Because, I believe the nearest ocean is…”
Blitz falls and faceplants onto the ground before standing up.
Blitz: “… Three Rings DOWN!”
Verosika: “And I should have known you'd be here when I heard the amber alerts.”
Blitz: “Oh, yeah? I'm surprised they let your fat ass outta rehab. I can see you're still a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beelzejuice bottle like it's the last cock in Hell!”
Verosika flips her long hair back dramatically.
Verosika: “They let me out because I'm still famous. And rehab is for sad, loser wash-ups.”
Verosika takes a drink from her bottle and wipes her mouth with her thumb.
Verosika: “So, your sister says ‘Hi’.”
Blitz angrily steps in front of Verosiak, starting to argue.
Loona: watching from the van “No way…”
Verosika: “...and they wanted to have me come in this week to lead their team during spring break.”
Blitz: “A WEEK?! No, no, you are NOT parking here for a fuckin' week!”
Verosika: removes her sunglasses “Awww, you mad, Blitz-o? You gonna run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car and run…”
Blitz and Verosika: “…run three rings to Wrath and max MY credit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!”
Blitz: “Goddamn it whore, you will NOT let that go!”
Verosika: “Choke on a sandpaper cock.”
Verosika flips him the bird and walks away while Loona fearfully lowers her head in the van, while Blitz follows.
Blitz: “HOLD ON! You better move that pussy wagon right now, or I'm gonna…”
A towering muscular Hellhound appears behind Blitz and growls.
Vortex: “You'll what?”
Blitz: glances around and stutters in fear “Or I'll… uh… uh, I- I'll call HR!”
After a second of awkward silence, Verosika, Blitz and the Hellhound laugh as if in a sitcom.
Verosika: “Anyway, meet my new Hellhound, Vortex. Unlike you, he actually does his job well.”
Verosika leaves with her bodyguard. She glances over her shoulder as she flips Blitz off.
Verosika: looking back “Ta-ta, fuck stain.”
Blitz: “Ugh, I wasted so much time with a bag of holes like that...”