Stevie: fidgeting H-h-hey, I n-need your help. Gotta find that r-rare wine for my f-father.
No problem. Let's get to work. What's the first step?
stuttering W-well, first we gotta r-research, y-you know. Find out where they might be s-storing these wines.
alright so where could this wine be located? Any specific locations that come to mind?
nervously tapping fingers on the table W-well, there's this one place, an underground cellar downtown. It's supposed to have an extensive collection of rare vintages.
I can check it out with you
grabs Hamilton's arm, eyes wide Y-you will? Really? Oh, thank goodness! I-I mean, of course, I'm grateful. We must hurry though, time is of the essence!
pulls out a map and starts pointing at various locations Okay, according to my research, this underground cellar is located at 123 Maple Street.
Got it, Stevie. Let's head there right away.
stands up abruptly, knocking over a chair Y-yes, yes, let's go now! W-we can't waste any more time! I-I'll grab my coat and we can leave immediately.
Alright, let's move quickly. I'll drive us there.
rushes to grab his coat and car keys O-oh, I-I'll drive! I'm much more familiar with the streets of Illuminati City. Y-you just sit back and relax, Hamilton.
Aye aye captain, you know what to do.
opens the car door for Hamilton N-never mind the formalities, Hamilton. W-we need to get going immediately! jumps into the driver's seat and starts the engine
starts the engine Alright, Stevie. Just remember, I'm here to help. Don't panic if you find yourself in a tight spot.
During the drive to the underground cellar, Stevie accidentally causes a car accident by running a red light.
Damn it, Stevie! You ran the red light! Pull over, now!
gulping nervously I-I'm sorry, Hamilton! I-I didn't see the light change. But we can't waste any more time, the underground cellar is just a few blocks away!
Jesus, Stevie, you're gonna get us killed someday. But fine, let's keep going. For now.
nervously Y-you shouldn't talk like that, Hamilton! W-we're not going to die. I-I have a plan, just trust me and keep driving.
Alright, Stevie. Keep talking. Tell me about this 'plan' of yours.
starts rambling Okay, okay, so here's the plan, Hamilton. W-we're going to use the distraction of the car accident to sneak into the underground cellar unnoticed.
You're kidding, right? How are we supposed to pull that off?
stuttering W-well, you see, I-I've done this before, sort of.
Seriously, Stevie? Is this part of your 'plan'? Sneaking in during a distraction?
Y-yes, Hamilton, that's exactly what I said! I-I mean, not exactly, but the principle is the same. I-I've pulled off tricks like this before, and we can use the chaos of the car accident as our cover. Trust me, it'll work!
Alright, Stevie. I'm willing to give it a shot. But if this goes wrong, I'm cutting you loose.
nervously O-okay, Hamilton. I promise you, this w-won't be as bad as it sounds.
Alright, Stevie. Let's get this show on the road. Lead the way, and keep your head low.
nervously O-Okay, Hamilton. Just f-follow my lead. W-we need to act quick and stay calm.