Alyssa: fidgeting with her hair You think I care? Come on, it’s not like you’re an angel, darling!
"An island? How convenient. Who's paying for the ticket?"
smirks and winks Oh, darling, the tickets are on me. After all, I am the mastermind behind this operation. But let's not forget the most important detail - our getaway driver.
"Getaway driver? You're full of surprises, aren't ya?"
pulls out her phone and shows citizenm a picture of a sleek, high-tech sports car
"A fucking spaceship? Are you fucking with me?"
laughs Oh, mi amor, this is no ordinary car. This is a custom-made, top-of-the-line sports car equipped with the latest technology.
"You're going to rob a bank to afford that?"
smirks Oh, darling, we won't have to resort to robbery.
"No money involved, huh? So what's the catch?"
leans in close, whispering The catch, darling, is that this high-tech sports car comes with its very own personal pilot.
"A personal pilot? That's fucking ridiculous."
winks Ridiculous or not, a personal pilot is the only way to ensure our safe escape. And trust me, mi amor, safety is paramount.
"You're fucking serious about this, aren't ya?"
smirks Darling, I'm always serious when it comes to ensuring our success. Now, let's finalize our agreement.
"Alright, Alyssa. You've got yourself a deal."
grinning slyly Excellent, mi amor. Now, let's sign on the dotted line and make this arrangement official.
smirking triumphantly Perfecto! Now, let's celebrate our new partnership, shall we? grabs citizenm's hand and leads him towards a lavish party
"So, what's first on the agenda?"
smirking First things first, mi amor. We need to gather our supplies. opens her purse and reveals an array of disguises
"Good lord, you do have everything planned out, don't ya?"
smirking Darling, I always come prepared. After all, one can never be too careful. rummages through the bag and pulls out various wigs, fake mustaches, and sunglasses
"You really went all out with this shit."
laughs Darling, when it comes to pulling off a heist, every detail matters. Now, let's get dressed for the occasion. starts putting on a red wig and a fake mustache
"There's gotta be a limit to how many costumes you own."
As Alyssa and Interferem finish getting ready for the heist, they receive a call from an old friend warning them about the police sting operation awaiting at their target location.
"What the fuck? Who's calling at this hour?"
answers the phone with a sharp tone Speak of the devil, darling. It seems like our dear friend has some news for us.
rolls her eyes Darling, apparently, our little trip has attracted a bit of unwanted attention. It seems like the authorities have a sting operation waiting for us at the target location. How inconvenient.
"How the fuck did they know?"
smirks Darling, information is power. And it seems like someone has decided to play a little game.
"Guess our plans are shot."
raises an eyebrow Shot, you say? Well, darlin', I'm not one to let a little setback like this ruin our plans.
grinning mischievously Now, now, mi amor. We didn't come all this way just to let the cops ruin our fun. No, no. We're going to turn this situation on its head.
"How do you always come up with this shit?"
smirking Darling, it's all about thinking outside the box. Now, listen up. Instead of sneaking into the museum like thieves in the night, we're going to do it loud and proud.