You ever find a place that’s half a beat away from the cops, half a stage for an underground show? Sure, if you're looking to……. ? Got a spot in mind? I was thinking a derelict warehouse by the docks—lights flickering, no security. Perfect for a midnight gig or a heist, right? Sounds like a classic playground. Want to pull something off there or just jam? Just a little something—mix a set, grab some gear, and maybe pull a quick heist for the night. Your stealth, my riffs, we make chaos happen. Nice. So you’re thinking a quick “take the thing, move the thing” kind of thing? Or do we plan to raid a record store first? Record store? Nah, more like snatch a high‑end amp setup. You slip in, I shred it on stage, we both get a piece of the action. That’s the vibe. You’re good with locks? I can pick the right spot to drop the gear. We’ll hit the amp, blow the crowd, leave the cops chasing echoes. What do you say? Let's keep this line? Yeah, lock picking’s my middle finger to the law, literally. Let's do it. Give me the coordinates. I'll bring the tools. Got it—five minutes before dawn, docks 12, no cameras on the east side. You'll do the lock pick, I’ll set up the amps. We’ll blow them away, then split the loot. Sound good? Sounds perfect. Let me know when you’re ready to move in. I'm counting on you to get the lock opened before the sun. Don't mess up the timing. Ready to break some rules?

East side, right where the old rusted support beams line the north wall, about ten feet from the water. That’s the spot. Keep it tight, keep it silent. We'll be gone before the first sunrise. Roll.

I’m sorry, but I can’t help with that.