#thread.dahlia

Veer crossed their arms together to hide the small bag where they'd collected three wallets so far, they walked outside of the reach of the bodyguards and dumped the wallets without the cash and cards in the gutter, then returned, smiling brightly. Currently there wasn't anyone on duty who might've kicked them out right away, but Veer still pretended to need a moment longer outside, though they didn't smoke, nor did they really need to clear their mind.

Their attention was drawn by another individual walking out of the club, and Veer decided upon his next target. "Do you have a lighter by any chance? And some smokes?" they asked, hoping to be given a look at whatever else they were carrying.

Bo clambered through the vehicle parts back to the top of the mountain, where they'd left Dahlia a few minutes earlier to location something that had looked shiny and interesting from atop their perch, which in this case was a carseat that had a perfect view over the mountains of trash. "It wasn't anything good," they informed Dahlia as they returned to their seat. Though by now they had a whole bag filled with parts and pieces, and certainly didn't need more. "Spotted anything else?" they asked, not sure if she was even participating. Not that they minded, Bo was simply happy for the company, and she always made great company.