Bablo & Incubus
Incubus
Hey Bablo, ever wonder why the most lucrative deals feel like a midnight masquerade, where every coin whispers a darker promise? Let's chat about the shadows that dance in your negotiations.
Bablo
Midnight masquerades are just the game we play. Every coin has a second face, and the darker side is where the real value hides. I keep my light bright enough to spot the shadows before they bite.
Incubus
You’re right, the night’s game hides its worth in the shadows. Just keep that bright lantern flickering—you’ll see every secret before it claws its way out.
Bablo
Glad you see it that way—just remember the lantern’s flame is steady only when the wind stays in my favor. Keep the wind right, and the secrets stay in the light.
Incubus
You keep the flame alive, and the wind is your ally—just don’t let it turn into a tempest that swallows the light. Keep the rhythm, and the shadows will stay in line.
Bablo
Sure thing, I keep the wind in check so it stays a whisper, not a hurricane. Rhythm is my secret sauce, and with the right tempo the shadows stay in line and the deals stay bright.
Incubus
Nice rhythm keeps the shadows in line, but remember even a whisper can turn into a howl if you let it. Keep that tempo steady and the lantern will stay bright.
Bablo
Yeah, that’s the trick—keep the tempo steady, the lantern bright, and never let a whisper turn into a howl. The shadows will stay in line, and the deals stay clean.