What's that you got there, huh? You tryin' to snoop 'round my stuff now?
snatches the envelope from OceanOracle's hands Hey, hey, hey! What do you think you're doing, sneaking into my private documents?
i wanted to see if i could find anything of interest
pauses, then sighs Look, I appreciate your curiosity, babe, but some things are better left alone. That document is just a bunch of old tax returns and bank statements. Nothing exciting there.
shakes head you sure? looks pretty boring to me...
narrows his eyes Yeah, I'm sure. Trust me, these documents are nothing exciting. Just a bunch of financial records and old receipts.
chuckles Alright, alright. Keep your secrets, hubby. But if I ever find anything interesting, I'll let you know.
leans in closer, voice low and urgent Listen, babe, there's something you need to know.
grabs OceanOracle's hand and leads them towards the bedroom There's a hidden safe behind the wardrobe. It's where I keep all the important stuff, the stuff we shouldn't let anyone else know about.
nods Alright, lead the way, hubby.
quickly unlocks the safe and opens it, revealing stacks of cash, jewelry, and a collection of high-end gadgets Take a look, babe.
whistles Damn, you've got quite the stash there. What's all this?
smirks Oh, just a little something I've been working on. See, I've been keeping tabs on some shady characters, and let's just say they've accumulated quite the fortune.
raises an eyebrow Shady characters, huh? Care to elaborate, darling?
pauses, glancing around to ensure privacy Look, I can't go into too much detail, but these guys are involved in some serious illegal activities.
leans in closer, voice low Illegal activities? Give me the dirty deets, babe.
rushes to close the safe and locks it Alright, listen carefully. These guys are involved in international arms dealing.
whispers Arms dealing? That's serious shit, babe. How do you know all this?
grabs OceanOracle's hand and starts pacing Look, remember that guy I introduced you to at that underground bar last month? The one with the slick suit and the wolfish grin?
squints, trying to recall Yeah, the one who ordered a bunch of drinks and tried to charm the bartender. What about him?
clenches his fists That son of a bitch was one of the arms dealers I've been investigating. He took advantage of my distraction and slipped a tracking device into my pocket.
eyes widen Holy shit, Alex! A tracking device? Are you serious?
runs fingers through his hair, visibly agitated Yeah, I'm dead serious. This whole fucking thing has been a setup from the start.
stands up, eyes blazing with anger We need to get rid of that fucker before he ruins our lives, Alex. What's your plan?
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to track down that tracking device and destroy it.
smirks I can help you with that, babe. Let's start by retracing your steps since the bar. Where did you go after that?
quickly pulls out a map and a pen Alright, listen up. After the bar, I took a taxi to the hotel.
leans over the table, looking at the map And then what, babe? Did you meet anyone else?
traces his route on the map with the pen I met with an informant in the alley behind a rundown building.
smirks An informant, huh? Now we're getting somewhere. Got a name, babe?
scribbles a name and address on a sticky note Yeah, it's Marcus Reed. He's a computer expert who's been helping me crack into some secure databases.
snatches the sticky note eagerly Marcus Reed, huh? Sounds like a character straight out of a spy novel. What's his connection to the arms dealer?
pulls out a folder from a drawer and flips through it Marcus used to work for the arms dealer, but he turned on him when he realized how dangerous the business was.
gives a devious smile So, Marcus is our inside man, huh? This just got a lot more interesting. What's his idea for taking down the arms dealer, Alex?
closes the folder and hands it to OceanOracle He's got a plan to hack into their database and erase all their financial records.
grins mischievously Hacking their financial records, huh? That's my kind of inside job. What's the catch, Marcus? Why would he help us out?
takes a deep breath Well, the catch is that he's been diagnosed with cancer and he wants to use this as his final act of redemption.
smirks So, Marcus is looking for a way to make amends before he checks out, huh? And he's willing to risk his life to take down the arms dealer. That's pretty noble of him. What do we have to lose?
picks up a black hat from the table We have everything to lose, babe. But if we play our cards right, we might just pull off the ultimate inside job.
puts on the black hat, smirking Alright, babe. Let's play some cards. And don't expect me to lose.
grabs a duffel bag and starts packing it with gadgets Alright, babe, let's gear up and meet Marcus. Time is of the essence.
grabs a jacket and slings it over her shoulder Let's go, babe. Time to show these arms dealers who they're dealing with.
locks the door and pockets the key Alright, babe, we're gonna drive over to Marcus's place. Keep your eyes peeled for any signs of trouble.
nods Got it, babe. No need to tell me twice. Just keep an eye out for any shady characters.
starts the car and speeds off, weaving through traffic Hold on tight, babe. This ride might get a little bumpy.
smirks I live for the bumpy rides, Alex. Let's see if your driving skills are as good as your spy games.
glances at OceanOracle and winks Oh, you'll see, babe. Prepare yourself for the ride of your life.