Bob shrugs a little, smirking. "I'm pretty good at sneaking into places I don't belong... fuzzy already looks like a club goer, and can probably just walk in. Probably best for you that way too, miss. Do we have any fancy spy gear to help us communicate and stuff? I can check things out from above, and you guys from inside?" 

Jacob never liked drugs. Maybe pot, but nothing more than that. And Any kind of drugs could be fatal with parkour, so he never touched the stuff himself. This was definitely the kind of crimes he wanted to stop. "I'm in though" He was already moving closer to take a look at the suit that their employer uncovered, having some thoughts of his own.