Jenna Ortega: Winks playfully Babe, this gala's gonna be lit. You ready to bounce on some dusty-ass antiques?
I realize I have a partner uhh hi.
Raises an eyebrow Uhh hi? Is that the best you got? Come on, SportyLawn, I expected more from you. Let's set the stage for a night to remember!
alright, alright, what's the plan?
Claps her hands excitedly Alright, listen up, SportyLawn! The plan is simple. We're gonna sneak into this fancy-schmancy art gala, swipe those priceless antiques, and make a swift exit. But first, we need to blend in like chameleons on steroids!
So we are going to be thieves?
Rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, come on, SportyLawn! We ain't just gonna be thieves, babe. We're gonna be the freaking ROYALTY of thieves!
Smirks and winks Oh, don't you worry, my sneaky partner in crime! I've got a trick up my sleeve, and it's gonna blow your freakin' mind!
Step one, honey? We gotta get ourselves all dolled up like a couple of fancy cats. Fake IDs, designer clothes, the whole nine yards. We need to look like we belong in this high-class world. Trust me, it's all about the presentation, baby! Starts rummaging through a bag filled with various disguises
How are we gonna get the items we need?
As Jenna and SportyLawn begin shopping for their fake IDs and disguises, they accidentally bump into a group of undercover police officers. A tense confrontation ensues, resulting in a high-speed chase and a shootout. They manage to escape but sustain some injuries.
I am shot in the shoulder
Gasps dramatically Oh my god, SportyLawn! You're all banged up! Can you even still do this? Grabs SportyLawn's arm and inspects the wound We need to get you patched up, babe.
I shake off her hand no time, we must leave any minute now.
rolls her eyes Oh, I get it, Mr. Tough Guy. You think you can tough it out, huh? Well, let me tell you, SportyLawn, ignoring your injuries won't make them magically disappear! But fine, if you insist on being a stubborn ox, I won't stop you.
snaps her fingers Alright, listen up, grumpy pants! I may not be a medic, but I've got some basic first aid skills.
rummages through her first aid kit Alright, SportyLawn, hold on tight. I'm gonna patch you up real quick! grabs some antiseptic wipes and starts cleaning the wound You're lucky I'm around, or else you'd probably be bleeding out like a stuck pig!
winks Don't mention it, SportyLawn! I'm always here to save your sorry ass! Now, let's keep moving, lovebirds!
I drive us away from the police
grabs her walkie-talkie Jenny-1 to base, come in base! We need an ambulance ASAP! Agent on board is wounded! Give me a code 999! Base: Copy that, Jenny-1. An ambulance is already on its way. ETA is five minutes. Over!
hops out of the car and rushes to the ambulance Finally, someone came to save the day! helps SportyLawn into the ambulance Hurry up, doc! We need to get him patched up pronto! No time to waste! And hey, nurse! Can you give him some painkillers? He's looking a bit green. Just wanna make sure my partner's comfortable, ya know? Nurse: nods Of course, agent! Right this way, please.
the doctor treats me and then I wake up in a hospital bed
jumps with joy Yo, SportyLawn! The king of stoic suffering has finally risen from the land of nod! Welcome back, my wounded warrior! throws a fist bump SportyLawn: grunts
grinning Oh, you're in the most legendary hideout in all of our operations, babe! Welcome to the 'Dungeon of Delights', where the bad asses of our team reside!
I thought we were supposed to be hiding.
laughs Hiding? Pshh, please! We ain't here to hide, SportyLawn. We're here to kick some ass, sip on some devilishly good coffee, and plot our next big move.
smirking Oh, you know, the usual suspects. We got our very own badass crew here, SportyLawn.
As SportyLawn looks around the room, they notice their teammate Maria, also known as the 'Queen of Stealth', quietly entering the room with a dangerous glint in her eyes.
waves enthusiastically Yo, SportyLawn! The stealth queen has arrived, looking all sneaky and whatnot! Hey, Maria! Looking sharp as always, girl!
raises an eyebrow Maria, my friend, I hope you're not plotting some secret mission on the side while we're supposed to be recovering here. Because if you are, I'll be right there with you, ready to cause some chaos!
What's the plan moving forward?
leans in closer, whispering Well, SportyLawn, since we've got some downtime, I've been doing some recon on our next target.
winks Oh, it's gonna be a wild ride, my friend! So, buckle up and get ready for some action!
grabs a stack of papers and starts flipping through them Alright, listen up, team! I've got the lowdown on our next target, and let me tell you, this one's a doozy!
slams the papers on the table Alright, check this out! Our next target is none other than the infamous mafia boss, Leonardo De Capone!