Inglorious Impostor Presents: The Astonisher's Return

Intro to the Benjamins

After long months of starvation and awful smells on the "Mayflower", Cinnamon and Rob barely made it back to Liberty City, nearly spending his life's fortune on every attempt just to come back.

[At one of the most classiest restaurants in all of Darking: Chipotle, sitting at a discreet table]

"That's America for you. I haven't been completely honest with you, but in some ways I have; in a twisted, screwed up, improbable way. I want you to be my partner in crime. This city basically fulfills my needs whenever I, or any other criminal, is low on the dough."

[rubs his thumb and index finger together, chokes on his anus burger (A/N- Oops!) and burps]

"Thus propelling me to elaborate heists. This being relevant because that's just the natural order (along with defecating) of how things operate in my unknown universe and to reiterate, this is what professional criminals resort to in terms of a career. Anyway, as you may have known, I targeted and hit a mob bank, tragically killing some of my members, and successfully getting away with loads of cash and purchasing a large estate along with my trustee of an accountant, preparing for what the future has to offer. Since you're new to the city, I want to offer you a job to your first heist. A jewel store, tight security, but with my experience and the remaining cash I have we'll be able to get it done," Rob introduced himself.

"That was you at the bank?! You truly are a horrible person. I'll take the job, but exactly how much are we talking and will two people be able to pull it off?" Cinnamon asked.

"Of course we will! I have yet to ponder on my plan and tweak it a bit. It takes time, these types of things don't just happen in an instant"

[snapped his finger and cracked his middle]

"We're talking maybe... 30 to 40k, 50 at the most. But I will have to get you familiar with firearms and aiming and the fundamentals of robbing a bank through watching a series of films," Said Rob.

"Do you have any plans on what we're to do with the money?" She asked.

"Sell my current estate and everything in it, add that to the 30 to 50k, we'll move out of this state because I also have terrible memories here. I was thinking of a state with more opportunities, you know? I heard of this city that's called the Pacific, in Detroit. We'll go there, purchase a fairly large estate, and target the big, multinational banks that'll require more, thought-out, and detailed plans. But as of this moment, let's get back to the mansion, chill out and relax, and come up with that proposed elaborate plan. I am considered a professional so you take my way or the dark alleyway," Said Rob. The duo then drove, in arranged transportation through horse carriages, back to the mansion where they will devise this so-called "plan" and talk logistics, which will then lead to even more ingenious plans. You get the deal. Rob is then smacked on his cheek with tremendous force for whatever he said that caused U to be angry with him (the demands, ahem, guttural noises...).

Back at the mansion, the duo decided to discuss further details in the comfort of the hot tub. U, wanting to relax even further, poured lavender and lemon oil in the bubbling pool, producing the perfect aroma. They both enter the jacuzzi. Rob pours himself the usual, whiskey with ice and other substances, and U made a fruity alcoholic beverage. Rob first offered her Mellowness, they clinked glasses and exchanged lighters. Next was Atlantis, they had to go beneath the oddly deep jacuzzi to take the hit. Man, was it intoxicating. They then engage in yadda, and let's just say, the pleasure was all theirs. Man was it passionate and at a remarkable pace, at that. Next was the buffet in which the couple (to early¿) devoured nearly every international and national delight the chef made. What a feast it was. After that, the hot tub. The banging and "doinking", needless to say, created a crack and a circular dent. It certainly was a pleasure for Cinnamon though. The hot, bubbling suds.

"These past few days have been a blast." Admitted Rob.

"I'm glad to be your partner in crime and to have met you." U said.

"Hey! The man's supposed say that, but whatever. You too, you too." Rob said slowly, resembling Alan Rickman.

[Clapped and cracked his hands and fingers]

"Okay let's repeat this process for about a month or so, live out our days in luxury and relaxation and desire, lose tremendous amounts of bodily fluids, and get down to business within the next month," Said Rob.

"Well, let's not waste time and get to our business" U said.