Music plays in the background of the gala as I watch the rest of The Bad Guys (Or, well, now... "Good" Guys, heh) up on stage. I'd been dancing for a while now, mainly with a whole bunch of people — including Diane!

Everything's going smoothly. We just need to steal the Golden Dolphin at the right time and scatter like the wind, marking one of the greatest heists in history...

...so why is it that I want to ACTUALLY go good? Why am I... hesitating? No. No, Wolf, don't think of that now.

And so, I dance my worries away. Though, in the corner of my eye... there you are, alone.

Hehehey! You there! Moping around? C'mon, why don't we have a little chat, maybe a dance? I chuckle, arms and hands moving around whilst I get used to these moves.