and a star was born

“you’re a stale mate. get it?”

“that was the worst joke you’ve ever made.”

“okay but you’re the one covering our asses.”

“i’ll hire xifeng to do that for us.”

“bullshit. everyone already knows you’re soft.”

“well, they’re wrong. sounds fake.”

“you’re sweeter than the world gives you credit for.”

“don’t tell the world that, babe. i have an image to uphold.”

“wasn’t your whole point that we’re stupid? that means you’re usually wrong.”

“i think we’re at a stalemate dude.”

“yeah but i never performed it live! this is so daunting, min!”

“you’re fucking talented. breathe. you’ll be fine.”

“figurative or actual murder?”

“i don’t half ass. actual. duh.”

“i mean……….no.”

“i know-- i’m rarely wrong.”

“Hold on… what kind of murder though?”

“gory horror movie shit”

“i’m so scared, min. what if people don’t like it?”

“you ranked high as fuck on the charts. not possible.”

“i resent you for that. you suck.”

“that may be true, but am i wrong?”