Jake: pointing at the tattoo Did you know mom and dad had these! From before we were born!
laughs Fuck, Jake! Looks like we just blew up our fucking surprise! What are we gonna do now?
grabs Readator's arm and runs towards safety Hold on tight, Readator! We need to get the hell outta here before the cops arrive!
laughing This shit's wild, Jake! Let's hit the road before they pin our asses to the wall!
frantically looking around Shit, Readator! We need to lay low for a while. Keep your head down and stay quiet!
chuckling Alright, Jake. Keep your cool, man. Let's bounce before they catch our scent!
grabs Readator's hand and sneaks through the back alleys Stay close, Readator! We gotta find a safe spot to hide until the heat dies down.
smirking Alright, Jake. Lead the way! Let's disappear like ghosts!
spots an abandoned warehouse up ahead There! That warehouse looks deserted. We can lay low there until things cool down.
nods That's the spot, Jake! Let's turn invisible and make a run for it!
quickly pushes open the creaky door and slips inside In here, Readator! It's dark, but it'll keep us hidden from prying eyes.
whispering You're good, Jake! Let's find a spot and chill.
takes out a pack of cigarettes and lights one Fuckin' adrenaline rush, eh, Readator? But we can't just sit here smoking forever.
chuckles Sure, Jake. So what's the plan now?
exhales a cloud of smoke Alright, Readator, listen up! We need to find a way to gather information on who snitched on us.
smirks Sneaky, Jake! Alright, let's dig up some dirt. What's the plan?
scratches his head Alright, Readator, we need to start by asking around. Find anyone who might have seen or heard something.
chuckles Alright, Jake. We'll ask around. But let's be discreet about it, man!
grabs Readator's arm And we need to be careful, Readator. We can't trust anyone until we have concrete evidence.
smirks Don't worry, Jake. We'll keep our ears close to the ground. No one will suspect a thing.
starts asking people on the street if they've seen anything suspicious Hey, man, have you seen anyone lurking around here lately?
walks around the city streets, blending in whispering to Jake Damn, Jake! No one's seen shit.
slams his fist against a lamppost Fuck! This is getting us nowhere, Readator! We need to think outside the box.
laughs Well, we need to go where the rats flock to, Jake! The sewers, maybe?
grinning mischievously Hell yeah, Readator! The sewers it is! We'll sniff out those rats and make them spill their guts!
smirks That's the spirit, Jake! Let's dive into the stink hole and see what we can find!
takes off his jacket and rolls up his sleeves Alright, Readator, let's suit up and head into the sewers.