"Callaghan County,12:00 P.M"
A black van pulls up in front of a large wooden mansion surrounded by a 40ft tall concrete wall with watchtowers guarding each side as Paul,Maccer, and Carl hop out before walking up to a pair of massive bulletproof metal doors as they slide open for them.
Carl: Damn!
Paul: I know right!
Paul walks up to the front door as a nearby camera looks down on him, Maccer, and Carl.
Paul: Hey, Rosie! We've found one of ours boys! Let us on in!
The buzzer's light glows green and buzzes as the door opens before Paul, Maccer, and Carl walked inside, finding Rosenberg standing in the living room with his back turned towards them as he wiped his glasses off.
Rosenberg: Ah! Gentlemen! Welcome!
Rosenberg puts his glasses back on and pulls a remote from his jacket.
Rosenberg: Right this way please!
Rosenberg presses a button on the remote, opening a hidden side door next to the staircase as him and his crew headed down into the basement.
Carl: Mighty nice you place you got here, Rosenberg!
Rosenberg: Thanks!
Rosenberg,Paul, Maccer and Carl take a seat at a roundtable with a various blueprints and maps of the city of Westopolis were laid out.
Rosenberg: Here's the deal, boys! A week from now, we'll be carrying out a heist on the largest bank in this country! The First World Bank in downtown Westopolis! However, our team's still one man short!
Rosenberg reaches into his jacket and tosses a photo of an Irish man onto the table.
Rosenberg: Name's Patrick McGuire! He works at a local Irish pub in Westopolis owned by a man named Frank Coffeecake, the boss of the Irish Mafia in those parts, so keep an eye while over there! Those bastards are real sneaky!
Paul: Don't worry about us! We'll be just fine!
Rosenberg: Good!
Paul and Maccer walk outside, leaving Rosenberg and Carl alone in the basement.
Carl: What now?
Rosenberg: Good question!
Rosenberg snaps his fingers as two Indonesian maids, wearing lingerie and high heels walk into his basement.
Rosenberg: Ladies! Show our man, Carl around the place and give him a few drinks! It's all on my expenses!
Carl: SHIEEEEET!!!
The two maids grab Carl by the arms and lead him back upstairs.
"The Irish Pub,4:00 P.M"
Paul and Maccer, wearing business attire pull up in front of the pub in a green Jeep Wrangler as they hop out before walking inside, finding dozens of guests sitting at their tables while happily chatting with one another.
Paul: Alright, Maccer! Stick to the script!
"........"
Paul: Maccer?
Paul looks to his left, finding Maccer grabbing a few gumballs from the gumball machine.
Paul: *Whispering* Damnit, Maccer! Get back over here!
Maccer walks over to Paul while loudly chewing and smacking on his gumballs.
Maccer: *Mouthful* Oi! These gumballs are the best, mate!
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Serpentine
HumorWelcome to Serpentine, the most interesting place on Earth! Witness the everyday tales of the lives of its citizens and their struggle to survive in a place where criminals, terrorists, corrupt politicians, and other scum of the Earth run rampant!
