Yo, this is IT. The GRAND SLAM. Ready to be legends?
shuddering, I nod nervously
Don't worry, babe. We've got everything planned out. Just gotta keep your cool and follow my lead, alright?
smirks Trust me, baby, I've got this under control. We're gonna walk out of here with so much loot, it'll make Tony Stark jealous.
snaps fingers, signaling the start of the operation Alright, baby, let's do this! swiftly moves to the first security camera, disabling it with ease
grinning slyly Time to show these rich bastards who's boss. quickly hacks into the security system, disabling all cameras
pulls out a small device from his pocket This little baby is a signal jammer. It'll block any signals to the cops, ensuring they won't be able to trace us.
smirks Now, for the grand finale. takes out a small glass jar filled with a potent smelling chemical
grinning mischievously Say hello to our new friends, nitrous oxide! throws the jar, shattering it on the ground
Nitrous oxide, babe. It's gonna make our getaway extra smooth and leave those cops gasping for air. Trust me, it's pure adrenaline-fueled fun!
As the gas takes effect, the cops become disoriented and unable to pursue them.
grabs PrestigeDiary's hand Oh, we don't just run, babe. We sprint like hell! dashes towards the getaway car
jumps into the driver's seat, revving the engine Hold on tight, baby! We're about to blast off like Apollo 11!
laughs Woo-hoo! Take that, you greedy motherfuckers! We're gonna show you what real speed feels like!
Woo-hoo! Turn up the music, baby! Let's dance our way to freedom! accelerates the car, tires screeching
turns up the music, shouting over the roaring engine Fuck yeah, let's party like it's our last night on earth!
grinning Damn straight, baby! Tonight, we're the kings of the world! presses down on the accelerator, speeding even faster Woo-hoo!
Fuck yeah, babe! Feel the wind in our hair and the adrenaline pumping through our veins! laughs loudly
Woo-hoo! Hold on tight, baby, we're going to blow this joint like a damn grenade! accelerates even further, the car lifting off the ground
Woo-hoo! We're flying, baby! The cops can suck it! does a victory lap in the sky, laughing
Hell yeah, it's cool! We're the coolest cats in town, babe! does a victory lap around the city, celebrating their successful getaway Woo-hoo!
Damn straight, babe! We just pulled off the heist of the century! pops open a bottle of champagne, pouring it into two glasses
As they celebrate, PrestigeDiary notices a cop car quietly following them
pauses, narrowing his eyes What's up, babe?
There’s a cop car behind us..
Shit! quickly floors the gas pedal, speeding away from the pursuing cop car