Jennifer: leans back, smirking Remember that time we stole the Snitch during McGonagall’s class? Fuckin’ wild.
laughs loudly Oh, look who decided to finally grace us with their presence! FantasyMountain!
Busy? Yeah, right. I've been busy too, you know, running a rebel organization and all. But hey, guess what? I've got something for you. pulls out a small box from her pocket Open it.
Open it and find out, you little sissy. grinning mischievously
Well, well, well, look who finally decided to join the 21st century! It's our very own house elf, Grimace!
claps hands excitedly Hell yeah, Grimace! That little shit's gonna come in handy when we're planning our next big heist.
And what exactly will we be stealing this time?
Oh, you'll see, FantasyMountain. We're going to steal something that's been right under our noses all along. winks
slams her fist on the table Look, FantasyMountain, I don't have time for your dumbfounded expressions. We're going to steal Professor Dumbledore's secret stash of magical artifacts.
leans in closer, whispering We're going to need a distraction, FantasyMountain. Something big, something explosive.
What did you have in mind?
During their mission to steal Professor Dumbledore's secret stash, Jennifer and FantasyMountain's plan goes awry, leading to a dangerous confrontation in the Hogwarts dungeons.
I run over to the door I know where the secret room is, it's in Professor Dumbledore's office.
grabs FantasyMountain by the collar No, you idiot! We can't just barge in there like a bunch of amateurs! We need to be smart about this.
releases FantasyMountain Fine, have it your way. Let's just fucking go then. But don't blame me when things go tits up.