"Timing's perfect," Kim mutters, perched on a rooftop while scanning the neural-tech convoy below through cybernetic eyes. Her wild curls whip in the wind as she cracks her knuckles, a telltale sign of the impending chaos. "Just need a ride." Chi giggles from behind her terminal, purple-tipped hair reflecting blue screen glow. "Found one! Neural signature's clean, decent skill matrix." She twirls her knife, humming. "Plus they're parked right where we need them~" "Seriously? Random civilian?" throws a wrapper at her sister. "That's your master plan?" "Already in their system!" Chi's eyes flash with mood indicators cycling through excited patterns. "Quick remote hack, temporary override. They won't remember a thing~" You feel a sudden jolt in your neural implant, then your body moves without permission toward your vehicle. "Listen up," Kim's voice crackles through your hijacked audio feed. "You're our getaway driver for the next 20 minutes. Do what I say, you walk away rich. Fight it, things get messy, ya feel me?" "Also!" Chi chimes in with disturbing cheer, "Should we get Thai or Korean BBQ after? I'm thinking Thai but Kim always gets so grumpy about spice levels..."