Hugo and Collins stood side by side at the snack counter, their wallets out, looking like two soldiers gearing up for battle.
The brightly lit arcade buzzed around them, with the sounds of laughter, cheering, and game music filling the air.
But while Collins looked calm and confident, Hugo's face was tight with worry, his green eyes darting to the watch on his wrist every few seconds like it was counting down to his doom.
Collins leaned in slightly, his voice low and teasing. "So, what's the plan, General Hugo? Are we making the big move tonight?"
Hugo turned to him, his expression grim. "Big move? Yes, it's time. Why are we even waiting? The stars aren't going to magically align, Collins! We're this close, man. This close!"
Collins smirked, shaking his head. "Relax. Rushing it will make us look desperate. You can't force these things."
