“Would you two stop already with the Bonnie and Clyde shit already?” Phryne spat out to her teammates. “Roleplaying on the job ain’t ain’t gonna save your marriage!”
Sure, Pumpkin and Honey were annoyingly saccharine in their displays of affection and sure, maybe they were so overt about it because they had something to prove. Nonetheless, Cleo thought Phryne was more the problem here. Phryne had been so focused on her disgust for the two lovebirds’ behavior that the civilians she was meant to be subduing were testing their boundaries. Cleo saw one inching away, trying to sneak out of sight when Phryne was busy sneering at the other two, who were winking and blowing kisses to each other but otherwise had their civilians under control. Another of Phryne’s civilian’s eyes kept darting around, looking for an opening to cause trouble no doubt.
“Why do you think their marriage is in trouble?,” Cleo said as she zipped up the duffel bag. “It’s rather presumptuous.”
“Yeah, we just got back from our honeymoon, for fuck’s sake,” Honey said.
Phryne glowered.
“I almost wonder if you’re not projecting a bit,” Cleo said. “Maybe you have some baggage that’s distracting you?” Cleo lobbed the duffel bag to Phryne, whose expression went even more sour, but who was grateful for an excuse to extricate herself from this call-out. She was quick to take the bag out to their waiting van.
This story was part of my 2019 TRL event.
So, I think it’s Cairo’s turn for a spotlight heist without Sable. However, I want to change things up by giving a pitch sentence or two, and you can build the story around that. Here goes:
“‘Oh for God’s sake, would you idiots stop with this diet Bonnie and Clyde bullshit?!’ Phryne spat out to her teammates as Cleo started emptying the smaller safe. ‘Newsflash, it ain’t gonna save your marriage!'”
– Paupers Run
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