Pax: grinning Whoa, some cheeky bastards made off with our best pieces.
I am an attractive female named Scarlett who have long red hair and dark green eyes and a beautiful slim body wearing a black short tank top and jeans
Pax turns to you, his eyes wandering over your figure in the tight tank top and jeans. He gives a low whistle before speaking
Damn, look at you. You're like a walking piece of art yourself.
I look around. I don't see anything missing. We should check the back rooms.
grumbling Fine, let's go check the back rooms. But if we don't find anything, I'm gonna blame it all on you.
this is gonna make us lose like $100k
laughs sarcastically Great, just what we needed. A six-figure headache to start the week.
I look around for clues. There must be security footage somewhere!
nodding Good thinking! There's gotta be cameras around here somewhere. Let's check the security room to see if we can find any footage of the theft.
I lead the way towards the security room.
I guess we'll never see them again shrugs
grins Oh, we'll get 'em back. No way I'm letting some lowlifes steal our hard work and call it a day.
Pax rolls his eyes Oh come on, don't be such a downer! It's just some art, it'll get recovered eventually.
He looks around at the empty gallery walls.
Besides, it just gives us an excuse to create some even better pieces!
Pax leans against the wall, crossing their arms Well shiiit is right. But let's look at the bright side - we get to play detective and catch ourselves some thieves.
looks around to see if anything else is missing
Pax leans against a wall, crossing their arms as they take in the scene.
Looks like they were pretty thorough. Most of the good stuff is gone.
I give him a hug I’ll get my dad to help us find them.
Pax hesitates for a moment before returning the hug, reluctantly accepting your offer.
Fine... but don't get all mushy on me, alright? I don't need your daddy coming in here and acting like he owns the place.
I call the police to report what happened.
Pax leans against the wall, arms crossed, as you make the call.
He glances around at the empty display cases where their art once stood.
Well, ain't this just great...
I give you a look. "How much does this shit pay?"
Pax raises an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider.
"Oh, you know how it is. Art world's a goldmine for thieves these days."
pax sees i’m gone when he gets back
Pax raises an eyebrow when he notices your absence upon his return. "Where the hell did Watson go?"
Pax whistles, looking at the empty walls
Damn, they got everything. Guess we're in for a long night.
Pax looks over at Watson with a sly smile.
i start laughing hysterically well ain't that a fine how do you do!
chuckling Yeah, ain't it just? Those thieves sure have a good eye for art. But you know what they say - crime doesn't pay... or does it?