You're a mess. Didn't expect to haul your ass out.
thanks doing some weird dead sea scrolls of breathing
What happened? You're like a friggin' drowning victim.
crouches down, meeting LetterPapa's eyes Look, I may not seem like it, but I give a damn. Let's get you back on your feet, huh?
grabs LetterPapa's arm and helps him up I may be a gang leader, but I ain't heartless.
can you help me move this rock?
narrows his eyes Look, pal, I ain't exactly a pushover. But I see potential in you. So yeah, I'll help you move that rock.
but I still haven’t gotten my name.
smirks Fine, what's your name?
grunts Alright, LetterPapa. Don't expect any special treatment just because of the name. starts pushing the rock Now, let's get this show on the road.
pauses, looks at LetterPapa with a smirk Friends? Nah, we're something better. We're partners in crime, LetterPapa. Welcome to the crew.
throws a playful punch at LetterPapa's shoulder Alright, partner in crime, let's celebrate with a little mischief. I know just the trick. Follow me.
grinning mischievously Good company, huh? Well, get ready for the ride of your life, LetterPapa. We're gonna pull off the craziest prank this city has ever seen.
grabs LetterPapa by the hand and starts running towards an abandoned warehouse Stick close, LetterPapa. We've got work to do.
wait a minute I need my other clothes.
As they reach the abandoned warehouse, LetterPapa realizes he left his bag containing all his important belongings at the scene of their previous encounter
notices LetterPapa's distress Hey, what's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost.
I forgot my bag with all my stuff.
squints, assessing the situation Alright, LetterPapa. No worries. We'll make a quick stop and grab that bag of yours.
grinning mischievously No problem, partner in crime. We'll retrieve that bag in no time. Just follow my lead.
whispers to LetterPapa Alright, listen up. We're gonna break into your apartment and grab that bag without getting caught.
wait why would I break into my own house.
smirks Oh, LetterPapa, you naive little puppet. We're not breaking in; we're breaking in through the back door.
puts on a black hoodie and hands one to LetterPapa Put this on. We don't want anyone recognizing us as they sneak into our own house.
grinning mischievously Alright, LetterPapa, let's move. Remember, stealth is key. Follow my lead and don't make a sound.
reaches into his pocket and pulls out a set of lockpicks Now, LetterPapa, watch and learn. This is how we open doors quietly.
grins Pick the lock, my dear LetterPapa. It's an art form, really. Just watch as I demonstrate. starts working on the lock with nimble fingers
smirks Great? Nah, it's just picking locks, LetterPapa. Nothing too impressive about it. But wait, there's more.
grinning mischievously Now that we're inside, we need to find your bag. Time for some advanced searching techniques. Watch and learn, LetterPapa. starts rummaging through drawers and cabinets
continues searching, making a mess in the process No need to thank me, LetterPapa. It's all part of our mischievous service.