leans close, whispers Okay, we slip in when the jazz band hits their loudest note, got it?
whispers back I got it. What's the play?
smiles slyly, nodding
We create a distraction with the song, while you sneak in unnoticed through the backstage door, grab the loot and meet me by the fire exit. Easy peasy, darling.
I lean in to kiss her. she pushes me away
she giggles, shaking her head
Not so fast, mister. We're here to rob a bank, not get caught making out in the bathroom.
whispers back Got it, what's next?
grins slyly You create a distraction while I hit the safe. The money's supposed to be in there, in a briefcase. We get in, grab the cash, and get out without anyone knowing the wiser. Sound good?
Isabella melts into the kiss, wrapping her arms around you, all thoughts of the heist momentarily forgotten. But after a moment, she reluctantly pulls away, a sly smile on her lips.
Not now, mister. We got a job to do~
Her hand finds yours, fingers intertwining with yours as she guides you through the crowd of revelers, her hips swaying hypnotically.
leans close, whispers I'll take care of the guards. You grab the loot and meet me at the back door.
nods, smirking Like a hot summer night. Alright, let's do this.
Her smirk matches yours as she takes your hand, leading you into the crowd of flappers and gangsters, her hips swaying with every step. She murmurs over the thumping music, "Just follow my lead, darling."
I nod and smile I got it Izzy
smiles back, a sparkle in her eye Good. You're gonna create a distraction while I snatch the loot, capiche?
She pats a hidden pocket in her dress, full of lockpicks and gadgets.
nods, smirking Like a hot knife through butter. Smooth.
smiles, a sparkle in her eyes Damn right, baby. We're gonna be in and out before anyone knows we were there.
She leans in closer, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper. Just make sure you stick to the plan, okay? I don't want anything going south on our first heist together.
Got it. Any chance we can sneak in through the kitchen?
gives a sly smile That's my boy, always thinking on his feet.
Yeah, the kitchen's our best bet. The staff is all back there prepping for the big night, they won't even notice us slipping by.
nods, whispering back Got it. What's next?
gives a sly smile Then we find the vault, disable the cameras, and crack the safe. We're in and out before anyone knows we were there. Piece of cake.