"Alright, let me see," Bill said, slowly pacing around the dusty storage room, his eyesności "Damn it, where did I put that stupid crowbar?" "Huh?" Asked Molly, placing down the backpack she was rummaging through, turning to look at Bill. "Where was I just looking? You? If you find it, you'll see!" "Oh no, I don't think it would be a good idea to just let anyone find it. " Bill chuckled, "Ah, quit being a pain. Come on, let's support you for a second while you test your height against it." Molly rubbed her hands together as she helped lift up the large ladder up, fiddling with the crowbar. She said "This, huh?" "Yes. This is it! Now empty that backpack!" "Huh?" "We need the space for the presents we're gonna steal. Take out all of your nuts, cookies and seeds! I want a lot of space for the presents! It's almost a children's party." "Ah, of course!" Molly cried, reaching into her bag and pulling out some nuts, tossing them one by one into her hand and then swallowing them. "Our plan depends on your hunger! This is it!" "Oops, we've got a small problem! Oh no!" "What is it?" Bill asked. "This totally new thing, oh yeah! But yeah, uh, w-where was I?" Molly sputtered. "I don't know, but the exact same here!" "I'm trying to find the crowbar again!" "Huh? How does that work again? First you can't find it and now you lost it again, eh?" "I'm just looking for it, don't make such jokes, uh?" "Hey"nameless, put the crowbar down because look up!" Molly turned around, looking up to see the large light above them. She shook her head. "Well, sorry for that. How goes along?" "Same here. I'm just tired. So should we pack up and be more efficient afterwards, if possible, to make sure we have what we need for the heist?" "Oh, absolutely," Molly agreed "Let's see if we could find a bag that won't get caught." "Easy it, there's that nylon bag over here!" "Grab it. I'm almost ready!" Molly turned around to make sure she had the last few items left in her backpack and saw Bill holding the nylonsack. "Oh shoot!" "Whoops, put the bag down!" "WHY?" asked Bill. "Sometimes we keep things you don't want in its hands. Uh-huh. Come here. I'll help you." Bill automatically put the bag down as Molly started going through the items that were in it. "Let's save time and see if there's important things we need!" "Ah, I've got some trackers...some explosives, a compass. Fancy. Some food. Oh, oh there's that crowbar." "I do love the detail," Bill said. "Yeah, shut up!" "Oh, rest assured that all my jokes have a purpose. Now the question is: do we use the rulers to navigate ourselves through the maze? Or is there a more creative way?" "You'll answer that later, it's night. Check in during the day, wish you were a part of the heist! Bye!"