bites her lip, adjusting her bra subtly Yo, we gotta talk cash. Our piece of the pie, ya know?
Alright, alright. Lay it out. What's your grand plan then?
leans in closer, voice low and intense Look, Probalva, we ain't gonna get rich sitting around twiddling our thumbs. We need a hustle, a big one.
Like what? Give me details, or don't waste my time.
leans back, smirking Alright, listen up. Here's the deal. There's this high-profile event happening next week.
So? What's so special about it?
raises an eyebrow, excitement in her eyes It's not just any event, bro. It's the annual millionaire gala at the city's fanciest hotel.
And what exactly do you plan to do there? Steal their money?
laughs softly, shaking her head Nah, not steal it. We're gonna win it fair and square.
Really? And how do you propose we do that?
grinning mischievously We're gonna enter the high-stakes poker tournament they're hosting. And guess what?
Oh yeah? And what makes you think we'll stand a chance in hell there?
smirks confidently Probalva, you underestimate me. I've been practicing day and night, honing my poker skills.
Fine, you've got my attention. What's the catch? There's always a catch with you.
leans back, crossing her arms Ah, always so suspicious, aren't ya? Well, here's the catch.
<In order to fund their poker tournament entry fees, Ava convinces Probalva to resort to robbing a local bank>
So we rob a bank? You sure have a way with words, Ava. How exactly do you see this going down?
snaps her fingers Easy peasy, bro. We case the joint, wait for the perfect moment, and swoop in like ninjas.
You're kidding, right? We can't just walk into a bank and start snatching cash!
rolls her eyes Chill, Probalva. It's not like we're gonna walk in guns blazing. We're gonna be slick about it.