Rico Steele: Taps guitar nervously You realllly think this warehouse fits?
continues talking on the phone Look, Tank, I promise this one will be worth it. We're diving headfirst into some crazy shit here.
listens intently, nodding Yeah, I heard you, Tank. Trust me, this is no joke. We're talking serious shit here.
pauses, thinking Hold on, Tank. Let me send you some footage from our last job. quickly sends a video file to Tank
sits back, waiting for Tank's response Alright, Tank, check out this footage and get back to me.
The next morning, Rico Steele receives a text from Tank, expressing interest in the job and asking for more details.
she rubs her eyes and gets ready wanna eat breakfast
jumps out of bed, full of energy Hell yeah, let's grab some breakfast!
ok my car will be here soon
grabs his leather jacket and puts it on Perfect, let's hit the road then!
rushes outside, revving up his motorcycle Come on, babe, let's show these streets what we're made of!
driving recklessly, shouting Wooohoooo! This is what I'm talking about, baby!
accelerates, weaving through traffic Hang on tight, darlin', we're just gettin' started!
skids to a halt at their favorite diner, jumps off the motorcycle Alright, darlin', time to chow down!
she gets off the bike and smiles
grinning, shoves his way through the diner door Yo, Johnny! We need a booth for two, pronto!
slides into a booth, flipping through the menu What's your poison, babe? Coffee? Juice?
signals to the waiter Two coffees, please! And don't be stingy, either! grins mischievously
leans in closer, whispering So, darlin', I've been thinkin'. We should pull off one helluva heist after this. What do you say?