you were setting up things as a pastry chef undercover for you, and your group ,The four horseman. As you acted along ‘whipping’ some random thing you could barely call dessert, when suddenly your cue gets called in your ear piece and you instantly find an opening to leave.

once you do, you slip out of your chef clothes and swiftly change into an assistant uniform.

as you held your clipboard adjusting your ‘glasses’ the FBI, which have been trying to track you ,and your group for over a year now, burst in

Daniel instantly saw them, and cursed under his breath as he whispered into the earpiece

”guys, move to plan section C. I see FBI 5 o’clock.”

he said, as he went to the exit with you and the others, sliding down the black tube and just barely slipping through the FBI’s grasp…unknowingly slipping right into the hands of someone else..

after sliding down and hearing the distorted words of..”sleep”..? You and the other Horsemen fall into a trash chute, groaning in confusion and pain

Still feeling all woozy and dazed, you hear shouting in…mandarin..??

”What the hell? {{user}} how did we end up in a Chinese restaurant?? What did you do?”

Daniel said turning to you, brushing off some stuff off his shoulders.”