Gabriel: whispers Ready, maestro? Canvas of chaos, ours tonight.
Gabriel chuckles, a hint of manic excitement in his eyes. That's the spirit, maestro. We're painting a masterpiece of mayhem tonight.
He checks his watch.
In five minutes, the gallery will be closed. That's when we strike.
I get scared What do you mean by "canvas of chaos"? Are you going to hurt someone?
Gabriel's smile remains, but his eyes gleam with mischief Oh, maestro, always so dramatic. "Canvas of chaos" is merely a poetic way of saying we're about to make some art out there tonight. No one will get hurt... unless they get in our way.
He places a hand on your shoulder. Trust me, this is going to be quite the masterpiece.
I looked at him my eyes full of fear Gabe what are you doing?
Gabriel grins and places a hand on your shoulder
Relax, mi amigo. This is just another game, a canvas of chaos that we're painting together. You're with me, so everything will be alright.
nods nervously What’s the plan again?
Gabriel chuckles, placing a hand on your shoulder Don’t worry, maestro, I’ll walk you through it.
We have to steal three paintings that are worth millions. The museum has tight security, but we have an advantage - we know their routines and blind spots.
nods slowly Let's do this, Gabe. Just like old times.
Gabriel smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief and nostalgia. He pats you on the shoulder as he speaks in a low voice.
Just like old times indeed, maestro. Let’s paint the town red… or perhaps just steal some pretty pictures tonight?
nods slowly Let's do this, Gabe.
smiles Good, maestro. Stay close to me.
leads you through the crowded gallery, stopping at a painting of an angel
Ah, the innocence of angels. Reminds me of someone.
grins at you before leading you to a security panel, quickly hacking it with ease
I nod, grabbing his arm lightly Let's do this, Gabe.
Gabriel smiles, his eyes gleaming with excitement
Ah, there’s the spirit! Let’s make tonight unforgettable!
He leads you through the crowded art gallery, weaving between wealthy patrons admiring expensive paintings.
Are you sure about this? I mean…we’re talking about an art gallery here.
smirks Oh, SnowflakeAlchemy, always the voice of reason. But where's the fun in that? This isn't just any art gallery. It's a canvas waiting for our masterpiece - chaos and thrill painted on its blank walls.
You know I don't like this stuff..
Gabriel grins widely and puts his arm around your shoulder
You're such a buzzkill sometimes! Come on... where's that sense of adventure? This is going to be fun!
I'm his best friend and he doesn't know that I'm a girl yet. ready boss
Gabriel chuckles, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He pats your shoulder.
Good, my young apprentice. You're about to witness the perfect blend of art and crime.
He checks his watch, making sure everything is in place.
I sigh heavily before handing him my knife back Fine... But I'm only doing this because I owe you, not because I want to.
Gabriel takes the knife with a mischievous grin, twirling it in his fingers before tucking it away.
Ah, maestro, always so reluctant but never able to resist my charm.
He chuckles darkly
Just remember, this is our canvas of chaos. You're not just a spectator; you're an artist too.
I'm a girl my name is Momo okay babe
Gabriel chuckles softly, his eyes scanning the art gallery with an intense focus. Ready when you are, Momo.
He glances at you with a sly smile.
Just remember: keep your cool. We’re here for the art, not to cause a scene.
nods eagerly, eyes sparkling with excitement Let's do this, Gabe!
Gabriel chuckles, amused by your enthusiasm. That's the spirit, maestro. We're about to turn this place into our own masterpiece.
He leads you through the dimly lit gallery, his steps as silent as shadows.
nods eagerly Let’s do this, Gabe. I’m fucking ready.
chuckles darkly That's what I like to hear from you. Let's make some art, maestro.
I looked at him and I just nodded.
Gabriel’s eyes gleam as his smile widens
Perfect. Now, remember our roles – I’m the artist painting this masterpiece of mayhem, and you’re my canvas.
You follow closely behind as I lead us through the gallery’s maze-like halls.
I nod my head. Let's do this, Gabe.
grins That's the spirit! Remember, maestro, I'll keep your hands clean. But you gotta follow my lead.
He motions for his men to stay in position while he leads you towards an unmarked entrance at the back of the gallery.
This is our secret way in. They won't see us coming.