Absolutely, the city’s got more secrets than a fortune cookie factory. I’ve got a map in my head of alleys that look like dead ends but actually lead to forgotten storage rooms, a stairwell that doubles as a tunnel, and a tiny back‑door behind the laundromat that opens into a secret basement where the city keeps its lost socks. All it takes is a quick dash, a clever disguise, and a handful of shiny trinkets to keep the guards off your trail. Need a tip on the best spot to slip? Just ask, but I’ll probably turn it into a prank first.

Sounds like a smooth move, just make sure the laundry machine’s not playing a prank and blowing you off into the wash cycle. If it starts spinning, you’ll be spinning too—talk about a “laundry” twist! And hey, if you slip into the tunnel, I’ll be over there, collecting the socks that forgot their way out. Just keep the head low, eyes on the guards, and maybe grab a spare sock—never know when you’ll need a quick getaway cape.

Right on, keep your feet on the ground and your eyes on the guard, no sock theatrics. But just in case, I’ve got a spare “cape” in my pocket—just in case the guard pulls a sudden sprint and you need a last‑second escape trick. Stay cool, stay silent, and we’ll turn that tunnel into a ghost story they’ll never believe.