They climb into a remake of a 1950's convertible, although with a few newer features, to make it actually enjoyable to drive, and safe on the roads.As they drive out of the hidden base, he pulls a list out of his pocket and passes it to Terry. Notes are written on it in about six different hands, for eight different orders from three different places. "Take your pick, we're making a few different stops," he says, as he takes off towards the restaurants.<br/><br/>Three drive-thrus later, and they begin heading back towards the base, when he swears under his breath. "C'mon, another one?" he says, gesturing towards the bank, half a block ahead, where he can see two armed and masked men making their way inside. "Shit... foods going to get cold. You want to take the driver, or the goons inside?"