you glided along the dance floor in a burgundy coloured tuxedo. your pointed shoes tapped along the floor with such elegance that some men were staring but their partners angrily slapped their faces away from goggling at you, your tuxedo was a fitted one, showing your body slightly.

you spun around the dance floor with the enemy. Your goal was to steal a rare painting from a locked off safe, and lucky for you, the guy has interest in you. you carefully edged his phone out his pocket before excusing yourself. You went over to the drinks booth and carefully drank some punch, drawing away any attentions before you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“Need help, thief?” A voice echoed, you quickly turned around to see your partner in crime, Ghost.