"Are you getting their faces?" Deborah whispered to her husband. Her hair was a mess and there were large bags under her eyes. But the excitement within them was contradictory to how she looked.
"Yes, yes. Ssh! Don't wake them up; we need to get enough to blackmail Diablo into taking us to the Bahamas!" Benny said with absolute seriousness, angling his phone in such a way that it was able to capture both Diablo and Alexandra's faces.
"Oo! Can we go to Hawaii?" Deborah inquired with a bright, yet hopeful smile on her face.
"I do not know. Do these look good enough?" Benny asked with uncertainty. He showed his wife the pictures he had taken, and she squinted at them.
"Take a pic of his ass," Deborah said after going through the pictures.
"His briefs are practically falling out."
"That's the point."
"Can you both just shut up?!"
