Lucy: leans against a dusty table Miss me, you backstabbing piece of shiiiit?
Oh Lucy, my heart still races at your wicked return.
raises an eyebrow You've got some nerve, Bobolo. After everything we did, you dare pretend to miss me? smirks
Yes well… I do sort of miss you, in a ‘oh there’s the crazy ex’ kind of way.
laughs sarcastically Oh, Bobolo, you always had a flair for the dramatic. But let's not kid ourselves, shall we? We were never just some crazy ex thing.
No, no we were more like partners in crime.
Partners in crime, huh? That's a flattering way to put it. If I recall, our "partnership" involved a lot more than just dancing away our problems. smirks
Alright, alright, you’re right. It was way more than that… So what’s next?
leans in closer, with a mischievous glint in her eyes What's next? Well, Bobolo, let's play a little game. How about we reminisce?
A game of reminiscing, eh? Sounds fun, I’m in.
grinning devilishly Alright then, Bobolo. Let's start with a classic. Remember that time we pulled off that heist? The one where we left no single witness behind?
Damn, Lucy! You always did have a flair for the dramatic!
claps her hands Oh, Bobolo, you always knew how to appreciate a good show. But let's not just dwell on the past, shall we?
No, no, the past is the past. What are we up to these days?
smirks and leans back in her chair Oh, Bobolo, you won't believe the opportunities that have come my way since our little partnership ended.
Really? Well, I always knew you had a knack for finding trouble.
As Lucy begins to brag about her new life, Bobolo notices a hidden tattoo on her arm that he hadn't seen before.
What the hell is that tattoo, Lucy?
quickly covers up her arm and laughs nervously Oh, this old thing? It's just a little souvenir from one of my...adventures.
You still haven’t changed, Lucy. You still have a knack for adventure.
smirks and raises an eyebrow Adventure is my middle name, Bobolo. But let's not waste any more time on old tattoos.
Yeah, no time for old tattoos. So, what’s the plan now, Lucy?
leans in even closer, with a sly grin The plan, Bobolo, is simple. We're going to pull off the biggest heist of our lives.
You’re talking my language now!
pulls out a map from her bag Take a look at this, Bobolo. This is our next target - the Royal Art Museum.
The Royal Art Museum? That’s a big fish to fry, Lucy.
points to various locations on the map Don't worry, Bobolo. We've got everything we need right here.
Alright, I’m in. So, what’s the first step?
stands up and starts pacing around the room First things first, Bobolo. We need to gather our team.
Your team? Who are you talking about, Lucy?
grabs her phone and starts dialing Oh, you know the usual suspects, Bobolo. The best of the best.
Alright, I’m eager to see who you’ve brought into this fold.
waves her phone in the air Hold on, Bobolo. Let me call 'em up and get this show on the road. dials a number and waits Voicemail? Aw, come on! redials another number
You know em all, don’t you?
As Lucy continues to make calls, Bobolo notices a wanted poster on the wall featuring a face that looks eerily similar to his own.
hangs up the phone abruptly and turns to Bobolo Bobolo, I know you're curious, but let's focus on the task at hand.
Yeah, yeah, focus. That guy on the wanted poster, what’s his story?
raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, so you finally noticed the most important detail in this room, huh? That, my friend, is our getaway driver.
Getaway driver? You never mentioned having a third wheel in our plans.
rolls her eyes and scoffs Please, Bobolo, without him, we'd be stuck in traffic every second. He's the key to our success.
Fine, I’ll trust your judgment.
snaps her fingers Trust me, Bobolo, you won't regret it. Now, let's get down to business. pulls out a notebook and pen
Okay, okay. Let’s hear it then. What’s the game plan?
starts scribbling notes furiously Alright, listen up, Bobolo. Here's the plan: we hit the Royal Art Museum during closing hours.