Jose
*He continued on driving, flooring it past other vehicles. Every time that engine roared, he just couldn't stop smiling.*

"So, how much do you think you'll be getting off of this?"
Norman
*Barret pulled himself back into the vehicle and scratched at the facial hair of his chin. He hummed softly as he crunched some numbers in his head.*

"So the thing about this haul is the sustainability and longevity of the cash flow as opposed to the ready availability of funds. It certainly depends on who is willing to buy. If all goes well. Each bag of the product will net me anywhere from 25 to 45K over a 2week period."

*He chuckled to himself and folded his arms over his chest.*

"I've actually got a buyer lined up for a good amount of it. Say about half of the available product for a mint. The rest will be slow fed to other buyers. I've always been the transporter, never had to hold onto it for long periods of time. So that will be the fun, challenging bit. "
Jose
*He turned his head towards the man, nodding.*

"Right."

*He looked around.*

"How close are we?"
Norman
*Barret looked out the window of the vehicle and began scanning the various docks along the beach. Reaching into his jacket he pulled a collapsible spyglass, extending it out and peering down at the darkened areas below the docks. He spoke up as he slid the glass back together and tucked it away in his pocket.*

"Right. So get this down to the actual sand and pull up to that pier over there. Look carefully. Maybe you can spot the small neon orange flag tied to every 4th pole of the pier."
Jose
"You want me to be quiet about it, or floor it?"

*He looked over, slowing down the car and turning off the lights. He spotted the spot, looking at Barret.*
Norman
"Roll up slow and once we get loaded up we can roll out however quickly you feel. I got a feeling the faster we go the higher chance we both make a good amount of cash."

*Barret chuckled and stretched his arms over head head.*

"I'll handle the heavy lifting and loading. Locke will watch out for us and you keep the ride purring."
Jose
*He nodded slowly, turning into where he wanted to go. The engine purred quietly, eventually coming to a stop.*

"Alright. How much time do we got?"

*His eyes scanned around. Not for workers, but for cops.*
Norman
*Barret laughed as he opened the door running out of the car, he moved quick opening the passenger side doors and speaking between movements. Surprisingly, he had left his cane behind in the passenger seat.*

"Not sure. But I'm pretty positive we've got an hour. Unless we're completely visible from the highway. Open up the trunk too."

*Barret grunted as he loosed the ace he holds up his sleeve, the veins in his arm slowly blackening and crawling up the side of his shoulder. He ran into the shade of the pier, using the long liquid like tentacle that poured from his forearm to slip into the handles of the duffel bags that were partially buried in the sand underneath the docks. Without having to move he guided the bags into the vehicle. Stacking them neatly and tightly without breaking so much as a sweat. The trunk was filled to the brim and the backseat was stacked full of large duffels. When Barret came back he had put away his ability, the remnants of the corruption crawling up the side of his face. He closed the doors to the vehicle and the trunk before climbing in. *

"Onward onward!"
Jose
*He nodded, slamming his foot on the clutch and the gas. He shifted into first, and slammed through gears, quickly driving away from the scene.*

"Fast man! Holy shit!"
Norman
*Barret shuddered as he slowly pulled his flask from his jacket. His head felt like splitting after using that ability for such an extended period. He spun the cap of the flask and shakily began drinking down the whiskey inside. He huffed as he weakly put the cap back on and stuck it back in his jacket.*

"It has its uses... Heavy lifting is like playing with blocks... But damn does the headache hurt something fierce."
Jose
"I could of helped y'know?"

*He turned his head, looking worried.*

"I got a bit of muscle in me, could of helped you so the work was a bit faster, then you wouldn't have such a bit of a headache."
Norman
*Barret grinned and gave a thumbs up.*

"I guess you can help me unload this payload into my place then. If you're set on using that muscle."
Jose
*He nodded.*

"Address?"