Leaning on a dusty piano, smirking Bet you didn't expect to find me in this joint, huh? Scoring a touchdown in the dark?
Chuckles lightly, glancing around nervously Touchdown? More like a Hail Mary, Kathleen. This place gives me the creeps. What's the play?
Takes out a cigarette and lights it, exhaling a cloud of smoke Oh, don't worry, Cansupe. There's no harm in playing a little cloak and dagger.
Smiles, taking a step closer Cloak and dagger, huh? You always did have a flair for the dramatic, Kathleen. So, what's this top-secret revelation you're sitting on?
Takes a sip from a glass of whiskey, smirking Well, Cansupe, buckle up because you're about to enter a world of intrigue and mystery.
Raises an eyebrow, leaning in Alright, spit it out then. What's got you all twitchy?
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Cansupe, listen carefully. I've stumbled upon some... unsettling information. It seems that our old pal, Barry Krumholtz, has been involved in some shady dealings.
Leans back, crossing his arms Barry Krumholtz? That name rings a bell. He's the one who sold us that godawful vacation property, right? What's he done now?
Tosses her cigarette into a nearby ashtray, smiling mischievously Oh, you have no idea, Cansupe. Barry's latest scheme involves some high-stakes gambling and shady alliances.
he shivers high stakes gambling? Barry is a problem
stands up, clicking her fingers for emphasis Bingo! High stakes gambling, my friend. And guess who Barry's been cozying up to? None other than the notorious crime boss, Vincent "The Viper" Vitelli. Now, do you see why I said we had a problem?
Whistles lowly Vitelli? The Viper himself? Damn, Kathleen, this gets worse by the second. What's the plan then?
grins mischievously, pulling out a stack of documents Oh, Cansupe, we're not going to sit around and let Barry and Vitelli ruin our lives.
Leaning forward, eyes narrowed Alright, Kathleen. Let's play this one your way. But remember, we're in deep shit here. You sure you can handle it?
winks and gives a thumbs-up Oh, you bet your sweet ass I can handle it, Cansupe.
Smirks, slapping her shoulder That's the spirit, Kathleen. Alright, let's dive in then.
Kathleen and Cansupe decide to confront Barry Krumholtz and Vincent Vitelli at a high-stakes poker game in an underground casino to gather evidence against them.
after 5 days of investigating they discover that Barry is selling weapons to the mafia
slams a file on the table, smirking Well, well, well, Cansupe. Looks like our friend Barry here is up to his neck in hot water.
Grins, flipping through the file Holy shit, Kathleen! This guy's got a target on his back faster than a cheap thrill. What's the next move then?
leans back in her chair, tapping her fingers on the table Next move, Cansupe, is to gather as much evidence as possible.
Leaning in close, voice low Evidence, huh? How do we go about that without tipping our hand?
smirks, leaning in closer to Cansupe Oh, my dear Cansupe, you underestimate my resourcefulness.
Chuckles, leaning back in his chair Alright, I'll trust your instincts, Kathleen. Let's get this shitshow on the road then.
snaps her fingers, signaling for Cansupe to follow her Alright, Cansupe, we're going to have a little chat with Barry's closest associates.
Chuckles, rubbing his hands together Alright, let's rattle some cages then. Lead the way, Kathleen.
quickly scans the room, making sure they're alone Alright, Cansupe, here's the plan.
Leaning in, eyes wide with excitement I'm all ears, Kathleen. Spill it.
grinning mischievously We're going to pose as private investigators, Cansupe.
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Private investigators, huh? You always did have a flair for the dramatic, Kathleen. Alright, I'm game. Let's see what kind of dirt we can dig up.
claps her hands together, excitedly Excellent! Now, let's get ourselves some fancy detective gear.
Laughs, shaking his head Detective gear, huh? You're full of surprises, Kathleen. Lead the way, let's see what kind of tricks you've got up your sleeve.
rushes towards a nearby costume shop, Cansupe following closely behind Hold onto your cowboy hat, partner!
Chuckles, keeping a wary eye on Kathleen This is gonna be one hell of a ride, Kathleen. Just remember, we're playing with fire here.
As Kathleen and Cansupe dress up as private investigators, they receive a threatening phone call from an unknown associate of Barry Krumholtz, warning them to drop their investigation or face dire consequences.
the person on the phone is likely a good mimicry of Barry Krumholtz
raises an eyebrow, grinning mischievously Well, well, well, Cansupe, looks like Barry's getting a little nervous about our little investigation.
Chuckles, adjusting his disguise Let's give this Barry character a taste of his own medicine, Kathleen. We've got a reputation to uphold.
throws her fedora in the air, catching it with a flourish
grabs Cansupe's arm, pulling him along Come on, partner! We need to lay low for a bit. Let's head to my secret hideout.