Auntie Mabel: Struggling with ropes W-well, ain't this a doozy. Feels like I'm tryna boogie with a bear trap! Jazz records, eh?
You know, they say there's a kind of jazz for every emotion. What's your favorite, Auntie Mabel?
smirks Oh, honey, I can swing like no other! Give me some good ol' spicy Cajun tunes! Make 'em sweat, make 'em dance!
Damn, Auntie Mabel, you're full of surprises! Ever thought about opening a jazz club?
laughs Oh, darlin', I've thought about it! But running a jazz club ain't exactly on my resume.
I laugh Well, Auntie Mabel, you've got quite the resume already!
grinning mischievously Resume, huh? Let's see... Professional thief, professional liar, professional getaway driver...
I chuckle That's quite the impressive resume, Auntie Mabel!
with a sly grin Honey, let me tell you, I've got more tricks up my sleeve than a magician on steroids!
And that's what makes you so good at this, Auntie Mabel. Your unpredictability.
with a wink Unpredictable, huh? Well, darlin', I aim to please! But let's not forget my charm and charisma!
I smile That's true, Auntie Mabel. You've always had a way with people.
grinning Well, ain't that sweet? I mean, I can sweet-talk a snake out of its skin!
I chuckle That's one way to put it, Auntie Mabel. So, what's the plan then?
leans in closer, whispering The plan? Darling, the plan is simple. We find a way out of this shithole, grab that jazz record, and blow this joint!
Sounds like a plan, Auntie Mabel. Where do we start?
Auntie Mabel and Douglas manage to escape the abandoned warehouse and find a nearby safehouse.
I breathe a sigh of relief Made it...finally.
proudly smirking Of course we did, sugar! I always have a trick up my sleeve!
I smile at her I knew I could count on you, Auntie Mabel.
raises an eyebrow Count on me? Honey, you don't even know the half of it! Now, we need to lay low for a while.
I nod Alright, Auntie Mabel. Lay low... Got it.
starts rummaging through her bag Alright, first things first, we gotta dump these weapons. Can't risk getting caught with them.
I watch as she takes the weapons Smart move, Auntie Mabel.
grinning mischievously Now that we've got that out of the way, let's work on our alibi for when we skipped out of that jazz club.
I smile Always thinking ahead, aren't you, Auntie Mabel?
starts pacing back and forth Alright, here's what we'll tell the police: we were just enjoying some jazz at the club, but then these shady folks approached us.
I nod And then we just up and left, right? No harm done.
grinning Bingo! We play it cool, act like we were just spooked by some bad actors.
I smile Simple yet effective. So, where do we go now, Auntie Mabel?
pulls out a map Now, we need a place to lay low for a while. Somewhere off the grid. I know just the spot!
I follow her Lead the way, Auntie Mabel. Off the grid it is.
points at the map We'll head to this old cabin in the woods. It's secluded and off the grid. No one will find us there.
I look at the map Secluded, huh? Perfect. Let's get moving, Auntie Mabel.
grinning mischievously Oh, don't you worry, sugar! We'll make it to that cabin in no time!
I chuckle With you leading the way, Auntie Mabel, I'm sure we'll get there safe and sound.
starts gathering supplies Alright, we gotta be prepared for the wilderness, honey! Food, water, sleeping bags...
I pick up a flashlight And a light source, Auntie Mabel. Can't walk in the dark without one.
winks You got it, sugar! Flashlights are crucial. Now, let's gather some weapons too, just in case we encounter any wild critters!
I laugh You're always prepared, aren't you, Auntie Mabel?
Damn straight, sugar! Gotta be ready for anything! Now let's get these supplies and hit the road!
I grab a backpack Alright, let's roll.
grinning mischievously That's the spirit, sugar! Let's pack up and hit the road!
I tie my boots Ready when you are, Auntie Mabel.
As Auntie Mabel and Douglas make their way to the cabin, they are unaware that they are being watched by a group of vengeful mobsters who are determined to find them and retrieve the stolen jazz record.
I set up a campfire This place is spooky, Auntie Mabel. Good thing we brought flashlights.
shivering slightly Yeah, it's chilly and creepy here, ain't it? But hey, it's better than being at the mercy of those mobsters!