Nikki, Ira, Jen, Jessie, and I crammed into the office. Okay, cram is overstating it, with the couches, desk, and chairs, it was mildly packed, but that was because we didn’t have a full crew.
“Right,” I said, pointing to the white board on the easel. “So, we’re going to need some supplies.”
Ira elbowed Jen lightly on the couch. “Love these movies.”
Jen nodded, and Jessie grinned.
Nikki didn’t seem amused.
“Right, so, Ira, you’re going to keep us wired up for comms. Now, we don’t have a big budget or a lot of time, so what can you suggest?”
“Wireless earbuds with built-in mics. They won’t be invisible, but I can tweak settings so they’re always on, even in a pocket. It’ll be one big conference call.”
“Excellent,” I said.
“Matthew,” Nikki began.
“Hold questions,” I said. “Next up, we’ll need a van. Jessie, get some prices, and you might want to drive it around a bit. You’re our wheel- er, woman.”
“On it, chief.”
Ira gave her a high five. “Van buddies!”
“We need someone on the inside. Nikki and I are going to be attracting a lot of attention. Jen, you okay wearing one of those hostess outfits?”
Jen quirked her mouth in a frown, then shrugged. “It’s not like I’ll be doing anything with those old men. It’s fun to dress up, at times. But I want a wig.”
“I don’t have a problem with that. The budget can probably take it. The big thing is getting one of those dresses. That’s a mini heist for you, Nikki. Can you get us one?”
“Matthew, what is wrong with you and I walking in, simply picking the lock, and walking out with our take?”
I let my hand fall. “You just . . . do you have to take the joy out of everything? It’s a heist? How many times in my life am I going to get to plan a heist?”
She rolled her eyes. “Very well. I can get the dress. Jennifer, to complete the look, you will also need their underwear, stockings, and shoes. Please give me your sizes.”
All eyes whipped to Jen. “Wait, what, now? They have their own underwear and shoes?”
“It is an exclusive club with a strict dress code.”