A-701
Wow, she sure was cheery about this. Well, maybe it'd be more fun to play a duet. "Sure, but that's, uh, real bad for the environment." He snickered, stretching his arms a little before striking a cool, confident pose. "Well, this line of work does require a certain degree of.... subtletay. You need to approach this with delicatesse. If you're up for it, I guess I don't mind. Heheheh."
Indeed, this was that kind of job, the kind you couldn't be careless about. He'd have to find some way to sneak in.
Now how exactly would he pull that off?
♫ ♪ ♫
♫ OBEY YOUR... ♪
♪ ♫
MASTER ♫
♫ MASTER
MASTER OF PUPPETS PULLING YOUR
STRIIIINGSSSSS ♪
A neon pink limo with bright orange flames and flashing lights was booming up and down to the deafening sound of hardbass, dangerously speeding and bumping up every speed bump, like a deafening wrecking ball just waiting to go off. He like, totally drove before, so everything was cool. Just blending in with the traffic.
♫ ♫ ♫
♪ TWISTING YOUR MIND AND
SMASHING YOUR DREEEAMS
♫ ♫
(Siccc guitar riffs) ♫ ♫
♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♫
M A S T A H ♪ ♫
"Enjoyin' the ride?" He flicked his finger cooly while driving with one hand, checking his sides occasionally because like, he totally had this.