Victor: Kicks the chair gently Damn, kid, always thought you got your ugly mug from me. Plot twist, huh?
sighs deeply I mean, I found out you're not mine, kid. Like a bomb dropped out of nowhere. But hey, don't sweat it, alright?
stops pacing and looks directly at NateFriendly Yeah, you're still my son, kid. Blood or not, we're connected.
Look, kid, I may not be your biological dad, but you've always been like a daughter to me.
rolls his eyes Oh, sorry your highness, princess. My bad. Just kidding, kid. You know I like to tease. But seriously, we're family.
leans back in his chair and smirks Alright, kid, let's cut the mushy crap. Family or not, we gotta talk business. You got any skills I can use?
I know how to pick a lock
raises an eyebrow Lock picking, huh? Not bad, kid. Could come in handy. Teach me your tricks, would ya?
grins devilishly Good, kid. Start easy. Show me how to pick this baby lock over here. I wanna see what kind of magic fingers you got.
watches intently as NateFriendly demonstrates the lock-picking technique Not bad, kid. You got some talent.
smirks and winks Talent, huh? Well, kid, with talent comes responsibility. We're gonna put your new skills to good use.
leans forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes Alright, kid. Here's the plan. We're gonna break into the old warehouse downtown.
leans back and lights a cigar Kid, that warehouse holds a fortune worth of diamonds. And guess who else wants those jewels?