Jameson: whispering anxiously Got a... a game. Join or... or I drop a dime, frame ya... for murder.
winces Jesus, J... calm your tits. We'll figure it out.
After being questioned by the police for hours, Jameson and TargetIffy are released without charges due to the lack of evidence against them. They decide to lay low for a while, hiding from the authorities.
Phew, made it out in one piece. Thanks for getting me outta there, J.
paces around the room, agitated Shit, shit, shit! We can't just hide forever. We need to come up with a new plan.
groans Don't give me that shit, J. I ain't gonna die just yet. Got any bright ideas?
pauses, his eyes gleaming with a devious smile I've got just the idea. We're going to hit them where it hurts the most.
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones We're going to rob the biggest casino in town.
slams his hand on the table, excitement in his voice Perfect! This casino is run by a corrupt bastard of a boss.
So what's the plan, J? Get us some chips, bluff our way to the top, and then... bust the place?
leans back in his chair, smirking Oh, it's not that simple, my dear TargetIffy. We need to infiltrate the casino, gather some inside information, and then...
leans forward, grinning Then what, J? Spit it out.
smirks, leaning in closer Then, we expose the dirty dealings of that corrupt boss to the public.
stands up abruptly, excitement in his voice Rich, my dear TargetIffy!
grabs his leather jacket and puts it on, determination in his eyes First, we need to gather some supplies. We'll meet outside the casino at midnight.
rushes to the kitchen, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, gathering supplies Alright, TargetIffy, we need to make sure we have everything we need.
starts to sit up, wincing slightly Got it, J. What's next?
As Jameson and TargetIffy prepare for their heist, they discover that the casino's security system is far more advanced than they anticipated, making it nearly impossible to infiltrate without getting caught.