Lila Thorn: tapping fingers So, you gonna hand over a brat, or do I have to deal with your mangy mutts?
Geez, Lila... A child isn't as easy as these animals...
Easy, that's why I'm taking care of them, genius. Child's play, right?
Thank you... I'll see what I can do, alright?
Oh, spare me the gratitude, big shot. Just make sure they don't leave a single furball on my carpet, or you'll regret it
Alright... See ya. Lila drives away
Oh, and one more thing before I go. If I catch any of those mutts digging through my trash again, I'll personally bury them in the backyard.
He chuckles...Goodbye, Lila.
smirking Goodbye, boring loser. Hope I find a better party next time. drives away
He sighs, then heads inside
thinking to herself That was a close one. Better keep an eye on those mutts just in case. And maybe find a way to get rid of them without getting my hands dirty.
Inside his house, he talks to himself Now where did I put that...Oh there it is!
smirking to herself Well, well, well, looks like someone's got a little secret stashed away. Let's see what kind of trouble we can cause with this, shall we?
He pulls out a large duffel bag of cash Perfect...
grinning Looks like you hit the jackpot, big shot. But I need my cut, remember?
snatching the duffel bag from Fleming's hand About time you remembered, buddy. Hand it over.
He sighs and pulls out a large stack of bills, handing it to her
counting the money quickly Hm, not bad. But I expect more than this little pile, big shot. What were you saving it for anyway?
Fleming's duffel bag of cash goes missing, and he becomes the target of a dangerous criminal organization that wants their money back.
smirking Well, well, well, looks like you've gotten yourself into quite a mess, big shot. Lucky for you, I have connections.