Maximilian leans in, whispering excitedly, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Voxterem listens intently.
grabs Voxterem's hand Come with me, my friend. We have some business to attend to.
Voxterem nods and follows Max.
whispers Now, listen up, my partner in crime. The target is that pompous ass sitting at the head of the table.
Voxterem smirks. He's definitely asking for it.
grins Oh, he's asked for it alright. And guess what? We're going to give it to him.
Voxterem chuckles. What do you have in mind, Max? A simple trick, or something more elaborate?
leans in closer, speaking softly Oh, my dear Voxterem, we're not going to simply trick this prick. No, no.
intrigued So, what's the plan, then?
smirks We're going to hit him where it hurts the most - his precious collection of antique vases.
raises an eyebrow. You're kidding, right?
winks Oh, I wish I was kidding, my friend. But no, I'm not. We're going to orchestrate a grand theft right under everyone's noses.
grinning Alright, Max. You've got my attention. What's the first step?
pulls out a small blue folder from his pocket Step one, my dear Voxterem, is to gather as much information as possible about our target's collection.
takes the folder and flips through it. This is good stuff, Max. When do we strike?
leans back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table Patience, my dear Voxterem, patience. We must bide our time and wait for the perfect moment.
nods I'm listening. What's the next move?
As Maximilian and Voxterem continue their planning, they unwittingly attract the attention of the target's security detail. A tense standoff ensues, leading to a high-stakes chase through the city streets.
voice tense Shit, Max! They're onto us! Let's get out of here!
grabs his hat and jumps out of the car, pulling Voxterem along Not so fast, my dear Voxterem!
starts running What now, Max? We can't outrun them!
smirking Oh, my dear Voxterem, who said anything about outrunning them? We're going to turn the tables on them and show them who's boss!
eyes wide Turn the tables? How the hell, Max?
winks Trust me, my dear Voxterem, I've got a trick up my sleeve. quickly glances around
following suit Alright, Max, you've got my trust. Show me what you got.
points to a nearby alleyway Watch closely, my dear Voxterem. This is where the magic happens.
leans in, eyes wide with anticipation I'm ready, Max. Let's see this trick.
quickly pulls out a small device from his pocket and presses a button, causing a distraction
eyes widen as the distraction works Well, well, Max. You sure know how to get their attention. What's next?
grinning mischievously Next, my dear Voxterem, we make a run for it. But not before leaving them with a little parting gift.
chuckles A parting gift? What did you have in mind, Max?
takes out a small bottle from his pocket Behold, my dear Voxterem, the infamous "Ghost Pepper" spray.