Cleopatra and Drake are stuck in Underground Metro System Failure and forced to have a deep conversation.

Here's their conversation:

Cleopatra: "This infernal delay! My barge never suffered such indignity; time is a queen's most precious jewel, you know."

Drake: "Word, Cleo. Time is money, and right now, we both missin' out on some serious bread and maybe a few Instagrammable moments."

Cleopatra: "Instagrammable? A fleeting digital image versus the eternity of my legacy? I fail to see the parity."

Drake: "Nah, see, legacy's cool, but right now, attention is power. Control the story, control the game, ya feel me?"

Cleopatra: "Control… yes. Power is the essence, whether etched in stone or broadcast on screens, the desire remains constant."

Drake: "Exactly! Everybody wants somethin' to believe in, a vibe to catch, a story to be a part of."

Cleopatra: "A grand narrative, orchestrated by a powerful figure… I understand the appeal, though I favored golden thrones to glowing screens."

Drake: "Golden thrones get dusty, though. The internet never sleeps; that's where the new empires are built, queen."

Cleopatra: "Perhaps, but empires built on fleeting trends are fragile things. Solid foundations endure, like the pyramids."

Drake: "True, true. Gotta build a solid base, then stack the hits. Even I know a dynasty takes more than just one good song."