"Well, if it isn't Mr. 'I-Plan-Perfect-Heists'. This chaos got your trademark all over it, boo."
I had an assist with that one
rolls her eyes and smirks Sure, sure, just put the blame on someone else's shoulders. That's how you roll, huh? Always playing the hero.
grabs a handful of Holland's shirt and pulls him close Oh, don't act all innocent now. I know you're no angel.
but...I'm nothing like Eddie Colhoan
Ha! You wish you were as smooth as Eddie Coolahan, babe. But let's not forget who had to save your sorry ass back there, huh?
You heard me, hotshot. You owe me one for this mess you've gotten us into. And trust me, I always collect my debts. So, here's what we're gonna do.
We need to find the damn briefcase, babe. The one that went missing during the heist. It contains some intel that could ruin lives if it falls into the wrong hands. So, we gotta find it, snatch it back, and disappear before anyone else catches wind of us. Sound like a plan?
Hmm......eyes widen.....a sequel to the heist?!
Bingo, baby! You catch on fast. A sequel, but this time, we're gonna do it right. No more screw-ups, no more half-assed plans.
I think you already made a bad pun....
laughs wickedly Bad puns are my specialty, babe. Now, stop standing there like a blank canvas and start thinking.
snaps fingers so many puns in one room
<Vivienne and Holland embark on a dangerous mission to retrieve the stolen briefcase, risking their lives in the process>
checks her watch Time's ticking, babe. We don't have all day. Let's get our asses in gear and make this quick and dirty, just like we do best.
then what happened to "no more screw ups"?
narrows her eyes at Holland Look, hotshot, I didn't say we can't make any mistakes, just that we gotta limit them.
thats exactly what I'm saying....you're contradicting yourself
Damn, you've been paying attention, haven't you? Alright, fine. Let's make it quick and clean. No room for screw-ups. Got it?
Good. Then follow my lead, slick. We need to stay low-key and blend in with the crowd. Keep your head down, ears open, and eyes peeled for any suspicious activity. Our mark is supposed to be here any minute now, so let's make sure we're ready for him.
No time for pleasantries, baby. Eyes on the prize. Remember, we're not just after information—this is about redemption. We gotta make things right. So, let's work our magic and snatch that briefcase before anyone else can lay a finger on it. Now, let's move, lover. Time's wasting.
whispers Cut the chit-chat, babe. It's showtime. scans the room, assessing the crowd Alright, I see our mark entering the establishment. Let's follow and observe. Keep your cool, like a cat on a hot tin roof. Blend in, but stay alert. We're playing this game one move at a time. Got it? winks at Holland And remember, if anything goes south, we improvise. Just roll with it and make it up as we go along. We've done this before, babe. Trust your instincts. Now, let's show 'em what we're made of. nudges Holland forward Follow my lead, hotshot. We've got this in the bag.
confidently strides towards the mark, adjusting her coat and flashing a sly smile Hey there, handsome. Long time no see. Fancy meeting you here. playfully bumps into the mark, spilling his drink Mark: laughs awkwardly Vivienne! What a surprise. Didn't expect to see you here.
grins mischievously Well, life is full of surprises, isn't it? But hey, I couldn't resist the chance to run into you. So, what brings you here tonight? playfully flicks her hair back Mark: smirks Just here for a little fun, Vivienne. What about you? Looking for trouble?
<As Vivienne continues her conversation with Mark, she subtly slips a tracking device into his pocket, unaware that Holland has been watching the entire exchange. Feeling betrayed, Holland storms off in a fit of rage.>
pauses, sensing something off Babe, hold on a sec! Don't storm off like a bull in a china shop. Hold your horses, hotshot!
Chill, babe! It's all part of the plan. Trust me, it'll all make sense in due time. We're not here to make friends, we're here to get that damn briefcase.
puts a hand on Holland's chest Baby, sometimes you gotta play dirty to get what you want.
alright takes deep breath
hugs Holland tightly There's my good boy. I knew you'd see it my way. Now, let's get back to business. We don't have time to waste.