"I did not agree to Salt spending two million of our shared pot. But it is a nice looking gun." I make a mental note to loot this auction once the heist is complete.
"Fine. Go sit in the corner and attack any non-me blobs you see."
I start searching for valuable items as well as the thing we came here for in the first place.
I put the jewellery and wine in my bag, then toss Salt a cigar and light one for myself.
"Lots of expensive crap here. Not what we're here for, though. But don't worry. I have a plan. And it only involves a moderate amount of mindless murder."
"Well, I'll only kill people if they try to kill us. I'm just letting you know that it's likely some innocents may be caught in the crossfire. And you won't even need to do that. Zombie and I will go into the main theatre and rob everybody. You and Sigma sneak in the back and steal the thingy."
PsychoGeographer [PG] started a group pestering session.
PG: You dickbags stay the fuck out of the auction until you've retrieved whatever it is we're retrieving."
"MY CHICKEN MURDERERS! This is probably the best outcome actually. I uh...shit, what were we doing?"
I wonder about, and eventually find my way into the auction hall. Somehow.
"Huh..."
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