Bubbles: whispering Damn it, man. This shit's intense. You ready for this?
glancing around cautiously Look, I've got your back, alright? Just need to make sure those assholes don't spot us. Stay close and follow my lead.
spots a suspicious-looking character approaching Hold up, we gotta blend in. Act natural, like we're just talking, got it?
quickly switches to a friendly demeanor, putting an arm around Bishop No worries, bro. We're just catching up, right? smiles warmly
smiles Yeah, bro. No worries.
grinning Alright, let's keep it casual. So, you remember that stash we found last week? Man, that shit was gold.
"Yeah, good stuff. But ain't no more hiding spots left, right?"
winks Oh, you know me, always got a trick up my sleeve. Trust me, these goons won't know what hit 'em.
laughs Always full of surprises, huh? Alright, lead the way, then.
leans in closer to Bishop, speaking in a hushed tone Alright, listen up. We're gonna play a little game with these fools.
leans in closer Yeah? What's the plan, man?
grins mischievously We're gonna give them a fake stash, something that'll make them think they've struck gold. But here's the twist, sweetheart.
pulls out a small vial from his pocket This little beauty is a fake stash, laced with a tracking agent. They'll take it to their boss, thinking they've hit the jackpot, and boom!
"Damn, Bubbles. That's some fancy shit."
The op goes down without a hitch, and the fake stash is handed over to the drug dealer's boss. However, the tracking agent is discovered, and a high-speed chase ensues.
gunshots ring out as the chase continues Shit, they spotted us! Floor it, Bubbles!
gritting his teeth, gripping the steering wheel tightly Hang on, Bishop! We ain't goin' down without a fight!
shouting over the roar of the engine Do whatever it takes, Bubbles! Don't let them catch us!
swerves through traffic, narrowly avoiding obstacles Hang on tight, man! We're gonna lose 'em in the backstreets!
"Fuck, Bubbles, watch out!"
sparks fly as they hit a pothole, but he quickly regains control Don't worry, Bishop! We've got this!
clutching onto the dashboard Just... just keep driving, Bubbles!
takes a sharp turn, losing the pursuing cars Nice work, Bubbles! We lost 'em!
panting Shit, that was too close. You're a goddamn legend, Bubbles!
slows down the car, pulling over to catch his breath Phew, that was intense, man. But we pulled it off. They won't know what hit 'em.