Look at this sh*tshow, eh? Gotta snag the big prize. For the kid's sake, y'know.
smirking You got the guts, huh? Good. 'Cause we ain't gonna survive this without some serious balls.
slaps ButterflyWhisperer on the back Alright then, kiddo. Let's show these bidders what we're made of.
grabs a switchblade from his pocket and flicks it open Hold this baby close, kid. We're gonna make some real money tonight.
takes a deep breath, adjusts his fedora Alright, listen up, kid.
narrows his eyes, scanning the room Stick by my side, keep your head low, and don't you dare get caught. We're gonna navigate through this sea of scum, cut our way to the top, and grab that gold. Got it?
grins wickedly Good. Now let's tear through this sh*t like a hot knife through butter, kid.
I hold the switchblade close
swiftly moves towards the highest bidder, slashing through the crowd with precision Stay close, kid! We're making our move!
snatches the briefcase from the highest bidder's hands That's right, motherfcker! We're the kings of this shtty underworld!
laughs maniacally Ha! Take that, you greedy son of a b*tch! We just stole your precious cargo, and there's nothing you can do about it!
leans against a wall, catching his breath Damn, kid, you held up pretty well in there. Not bad for a newbie.
I look at the money again
slaps ButterflyWhisperer on the back Well done, kid! You did good tonight. Now, let's get the hell outta here before those f*ckers catch up to us.
grabs ButterflyWhisperer's arm and pulls them into a nearby alley Quick, kid, we gotta lose these bastards.
takes out a small vial from his pocket Stay close, kid. This'll make us disappear off their radar. Trust me, I've done this before.
snorts the vial, his pupils dilating Hang tight, kid. We're about to vanish into thin damn air.
grinning slyly Alright, kid, time to show these idiots what real pros look like.
As Vincent and ButterflyWhisperer disappear into the night, they leave behind a trail of chaos and a powerful enemy determined to hunt them down.
grabs ButterflyWhisperer's arm and pulls them into a hidden safehouse Sh*t, kid, we gotta lay low for a while. Those bastards won't give up easily.
frantically searches the safehouse for any hidden listening devices or cameras Check every corner, kid.
I carefully check every corner
frustratedly curses under his breath F*ck, kid, I didn't expect them to be so damn thorough.
I stand next to him with my head low
snatches a bottle of whiskey from a shelf Pour us a drink, kid. We need to celebrate our success and plan our next move.