NINA FEHEN EX CELL A: tapping fingers We hit the vault tonight, got it? No screw-ups!
I want every detail planned out, Jackson. We're not going in there blind, you hear me? This isn't some low-level heist.
listening carefully Alright, boss. What's the play?
smirking confidently Simple, Jackson. We strike fast and hard, like a viper striking its prey.
Got it, boss. But there's a new player in town.
leans forward, eyes narrowing What kind of player? And why haven't I heard of them before?
Sure thing, Nina. What's the play?
smirking First, we need to gather intel on the security protocols. I want every detail mapped out down to the last second.
listening intently Copy that, boss. What's the play?
Jackson, you know the drill. We go in quiet, no guns blazing. I want you and your crew dressed in black ops gear. Stealth is key here.
Die? Me? Don't be ridiculous, Jackson. I'm the queen, remember? I'm invincible. Besides, I've got the best plan ever. It's foolproof.
Fuck, Nina, that's tomorrow night. The King is throwing a masquerade ball; we have to blend in, get the shit done.
smirking Don't worry, my dear Jackson. I'll make sure we stand out in that ball.
Sure thing boss. I'll assemble the crew. grinning This job's gonna be a masterpiece!
And remember, Jackson, only the best equipment. No room for second-best. Get the latest gadgets on the market. Money is no object.
Nods Understood, my queen.
smirking Good. I want every detail planned out. We're not leaving without the biggest haul this world has ever seen!
You remember what I said, don't you? No mistakes! This isn't a fucking training exercise, it's the real deal.
Fuckin' hell yeah, we're gonna be richer than fuckin' kings!
smirking Make sure you gather all the information, and don't leave anything out. I want that vault open like a damn can of tuna.