Training Day

"That's about as big a win with him as you can expect, Neon. Good job Chumba. Hey, after we do the drop is anyone down for froyo?"

"Shit yeah, I love me some froyo. Also, nice driving. Welcome to the team officially." Numa says peaking from behind Flesher's back.

Neon driving the car clearly pleased with his latest achievement:
"As Flesher said: Call me Neon or Prophet... depending on in what you believe more. Strength of the chrome... or the Divine powers. I'm your man just in the middle between those." - Neon Prophet smiles mysteriously.

Referring to Sergei: "And you, Big Guy? How do they call you on the streets?" - NP knew that, but wanted to level the exchange between them. He works for the clan, but that is more the need of the heart, his own choice, "for the cause"... but Neon Prophet respects only one as his boss: himself.

Answering others: "Thanks chumbas, it is a pleasure to meet you. Froyo - now you are talking! First round on me! BUT... I can feel it... that those street is starting to be as cramped as our passenger seat... and it is not LOVE that is in the air..." - NP point to the pickup with some gangers on the rear pack. And starts to accelerate gradually...

Just Sergei. Serj if I like you. When Brett and I first started, he told me The Bear would be good code name. I thought, that’s good, bear strong. Then I find out one big gay joke. Not a problem for people who like cock, but not really my thing. So now just Sergei.

"Haha! Oh yeah, oh man I forgot about that. You went to a fixer with that handle! Ah... hey look guys. We need to switch cars. Break up into a two car convoy. We should also consider that these chumps have a way to track us."

Brett looks down at the case with the spicy AI in it

"Hey, buddy. Can these Arasaka goons track you? Or your case or something?"

I bet you like your own, Serj
Flesher giggles at her own jab. Then,
Yeah, get lost first, then get froyo.

Brett looks for a metal trash can and tries to remember if there's a shopping center with a parking structure near by.

"It's froyo that's in the air. I think we can find parking at that building." Numa points to a random large building in the hopes he's picked the right one.

Ah fuck, still have friends looking for us

Sergei keeps a lookout for anyone noticing or following them.

"I don't think any of us should be buying any lottery tickets today, choombas. Let's get in that Garage, and split into two cars."

Brett is actively looking for metal trash cans

aww, c’mon mr. Brett. I’ll sit on your lap this time. We should stick together.

jus’ act natural, everybody. Let’s klep one that no one would look twice at this time.
Flesher looks around for a nondescript, almost bland looking vehicle.

"HA! You sir on my lap and my cred stick goes missing. True story."

Mr. Brett pops the hood and removes the battery from the car