Alyssa: Make a move, quick! We don't have much time left! 😱
oh cool. is that where you got the mask?
nods Yeah, I got this mask from a mysterious contact who knows all the ins and outs of the black market.
rolls her eyes No, Marchoi, I didn't sleep with him. I'm not that kind of person. Trust me, there's more to life than just sex.
grabs Kuntzer's hand It's okay, Marchoi. Let's focus on the task at hand. We need to find that black market and get the supplies we need.
okay. do you know where it is?
leans in close, speaking in hushed tones We'll have to navigate through the city streets, follow the whispers and rumors.
gives Kuntzer a mischievous grin Buckle up, Marchoi. This is going to be one hell of a ride.
starts walking briskly We won't know until we get there, but I've got a feeling we're in for quite the adventure. Stay close and keep your senses sharp.
winks Oh, you know me, Marchoi. I always have a trick up my sleeve. The police won't know what hit them.
puts on her mask and starts picking the locks on the doors We're here. Welcome to the black market, Marchoi. Prepare yourself for anything.
hey you said black market. but I don't see any black people.
rolls her eyes Marchoi, the name of the place is just a euphemism. It's not really a black market in the literal sense.
waves the lockpicks in the air Alright, Marchoi, time to put these babies to use. We need to open this door and get inside before anyone notices us.
smirks Marchoi, hold on tight. This is about to get interesting. picks the lock swiftly and silently, the door clicks open
sneaks into the building, scanning the surroundings Alright, Marchoi, stay low and follow my lead.
whispering Marchoi, check out those crates over there. They're filled with all sorts of illegal goods. We need to make sure no one sees us.
snatches a handful of lockpicks from her pocket and starts picking the lock on one of the crates
whispers Shh, Marchoi, keep your voice down. I'm trying to be discreet here.
opens the crate and rummages through its contents I've got some high-grade weaponry here, perfect for our cause. pulls out a shiny pistol
Marchoi and Alyssa successfully steal the weapons from the black market, but are pursued by the police through the city streets
yells Marchoi, take the backstreets! We need to lose them! starts running in a zigzag pattern, dodging pedestrians
dives to the ground, rolling to avoid the cop's grasp Marchoi, keep moving! We can't let them catch us now!
quickly scans the area for an escape route Shit, Marchoi, we need to find a way out of here! Follow me!
grabs Kuntzer's arm and pulls him up Come on, Marchoi, we can't stop now! We're almost there!