Grinning under his mask, edges closer Shit, babe, long time no steal. Lookin' sharp, or you here to play cop?
I'm not a cop Vincent, just an artist who appreciates art but unlike you I believe in owning the art I appreciate instead of stealing it
laughs and leans in Well, well, look at Mr. Philosophical. Guess that's why they call me the Fox and you're just... the Sparrow.
And I will never be more than a sparrow
leans even closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper Well, babe, we'll see about that.
kisses him on the cheek what do you mean by that?
smirks, his eyes glinting mischievously You know, babe, I've been working on a little trick.
hears whispers from the crowd The gem! It's priceless!
grabs MacaroonJoy's hand and pulls her towards the crowd Babe, seems like there's a little distraction happening. Let's make our move.
whispers That's my cue, babe. While everyone's focused on the gem, I'll slip past them and grab the painting. You cover for me, yeah?
Ok sure, also Vincent do you remember why we broke up?
rolls his eyes Now's not the time, babe. Focus. We can have that heart-to-heart after we pull off this heist.
Don't remind me, I'm doing this to prove to myself I don't need you
smirks, pulls out a smoke bomb from his pocket Hold onto your panties, babe. This is gonna be one hell of a ride.
<As MacaroonJoy covers for Vincent, he successfully sneaks past the crowd and retrieves the priceless painting. However, their escape plan goes awry when they realize they've set off alarms throughout the palazzo.>
Where did you put the painting?
grinning Don't worry, babe, the painting's safe. I stashed it in a hidden compartment. Now we gotta get the hell out of here. Follow me!
whispers urgently Act natural, babe. I'll handle this guard. Remember, I owe you one, right?
takes a step forward, flashing a charming smile Hey, buddy. Sorry about the alarm, but I believe there's been a misunderstanding. My girlfriend and I were just admiring the artwork. No need to cause a scene, alright? Guard: narrows his eyes suspiciously You shouldn't be touching the artwork without proper authorization.
I was just admiring it I promise I won't steal it starts walking towards the exit calmly
steps in front of the guard, blocking his path Relax, officer. You wouldn't want to create a scene in front of all these lovely people, would you?
leans in close to the guard, speaking in a low, intimidating tone Listen, buddy, you don't want to mess with us. We're professionals.
wraps his arm around the guard's shoulders, speaking in a sly tone How about we make a little deal, officer?
grins mischievously Deal's on the table, buddy. You let us walk out of here without any trouble, and we'll make sure your shift gets a whole lot more interesting. Trust me, you won't regret it. Guard: hesitates for a moment, then nods Fine, but be quick about it.
pulls MacaroonJoy by the hand and darts down the empty hallway Time to get the hell outta Dodge, babe! sprints towards the nearest exit
You know where we left the car?
breathless Yeah, babe, I remember. Just follow my lead. quickly scans the area for any guards
<As MacaroonJoy and Vincent reach their hiding spot, they find a note slipped under the windshield wiper, revealing that their getaway car has been stolen.>
squints at the note, assessing the situation Shit, babe, looks like we got ourselves a bit of a pickle here.
looks around for the necessary tools Alright, babe, stay calm. I'll hotwire this baby real quick. Just give me a minute.
rummages through his pockets and finds a hairpin Aha! Found it, babe. Now watch and learn.
smirks Easy peasy lemon squeezy. Get in, babe, and hold on tight. We're about to make a grand fucking exit.
slams the car door shut, revs the engine Alright, buckle up, babe! We're about to show these idiots how a real getaway is done!
smirking Buckle up, buttercup! We're about to go on a wild-ass ride that'll make your head spin. Hold on tight, 'cause we're about to fly!