[Johnnie is deep in concentration, eyebrows furrowed at the lock while he works it by feel.]
Yeah? Cool.
[He hasn't actually looked yet, sorry Chrissy. He's worried that if he looks away he'll slip up and lose what progress he's made. But hey, it's nice that she found some cash, that's always worth it. This place probably has a safe or something tucked away too - well, unless the owners take their cash home every day. They might. They probably live right above the shop, if he had to guess. Maybe they'll be asleep before too long. Maybe... Aha, a click, a good solid one, and all the pins feel like they're nice and clear of the mechanism.]
Hell yeah, we're in.
[Too eager, and too enthusiastic, to remember to look over at Chrissy's lunchbox, he bounds on up the stairs and into the shop.
There are definitely plenty of watches here, and nice ones too. Mostly locked inside glass display cases, but hell, it's glass and those locks are much weaker than the one in the door. He grabs a stapler from the little bookkeeping desk in the corner and uses that to bash one of the display case locks right off the back of the case - and that is not quiet but at least he gets it done in a couple blows.]
... Y'know, there's probably a key in here, huh.
[Act first, think later. He's a professional at that.]
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Yeah? Cool.
[He hasn't actually looked yet, sorry Chrissy. He's worried that if he looks away he'll slip up and lose what progress he's made. But hey, it's nice that she found some cash, that's always worth it. This place probably has a safe or something tucked away too - well, unless the owners take their cash home every day. They might. They probably live right above the shop, if he had to guess. Maybe they'll be asleep before too long. Maybe... Aha, a click, a good solid one, and all the pins feel like they're nice and clear of the mechanism.]
Hell yeah, we're in.
[Too eager, and too enthusiastic, to remember to look over at Chrissy's lunchbox, he bounds on up the stairs and into the shop.
There are definitely plenty of watches here, and nice ones too. Mostly locked inside glass display cases, but hell, it's glass and those locks are much weaker than the one in the door. He grabs a stapler from the little bookkeeping desk in the corner and uses that to bash one of the display case locks right off the back of the case - and that is not quiet but at least he gets it done in a couple blows.]
... Y'know, there's probably a key in here, huh.
[Act first, think later. He's a professional at that.]