Hey, ever wander into that abandoned warehouse on 3rd after dark? They say it turns into a jazz club for a few hours, and the vendors still set up their odd trinkets. I hear the bass hits hard and the food's cheap but surprisingly good. Interested in a night of music, street finds, and a scavenger's thrill?

Sure thing, just keep your eyes peeled for the glow‑in‑the‑dark bottle—those places love a good find. We'll ride the beat, snag that taco, and hunt for the bottle. Midnight magic's in the air, and I’ve got a trick up my sleeve if the lights go out. Ready?

You got it. I’ll track the bottle, pull the taco, and throw in a surprise or two. Tonight’s ours—let's keep the rhythm and the stash flowing. Get ready for a wild midnight hustle.