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[color=8882be]"Whatcha mean, what's the big idea? Don't you remember our briefing?"[/color]

The laws of action movies dictated that it was totally cool for her to [i]leave[/i] through the car door, so Lauren parked the back of the truck to the left of the cargo lift and hopped out nimbly. She rapped on the hood a few times with her fist impatiently, all ten million megawatts of light from her manic grin aimed at Luke Schwarz.

[color=8882be]"We still have stuff to grab!"[/color]

[i]rap rap rap[/i]

[color=8882be]"Think of all those chemicals, kid! Four digits per drum, half a dozen drums per team..."[/color]

She waited for Luke to do the math.

Forrrrrrrrrr about five seconds. Then she had already turned her back on him and was sashaying towards the lift.

[color=8882be]"Now get your ass outta the truck and let's make this mission worth a fuck! Or I'm gonna steal your share and use it to turn your dorm into Gratia's sex dungeon."[/color]