Who: My name is Rachel Blair. I am a professional robber. I have been robbing gas stations, liquor stores, banks, you name it and I have mostly likely robbed it. My code name and personal nickname (Only my lover is allowed to call me this) is Honey Bunny. I have a slight personality disorder that kind of snaps back and forth when I am talking. I come from a middle class background. My parents weren't very religious but my mother tried pushing me into getting a Business Major in college. That didn't quite work out. I grew up in th Boston area full of crime with a father who also was a criminal.
 

What: My lover and I are sitting in this restaurant having this conversation about robbing things and whether this spot should be next. We are also drinking a causal cup of coffee.
 

When: It is early in the morning around 9 o’clock. It is around that time in morning right after the morning breakfast rush but still too early for brunch.
 

Where: We are at some old run-down Denny’s. You can smell the scent of cooking grease and cigarette smoke in the air. You can hear the usual traffic of waitresses taking orders and cooks frying up bacon and eggs while customers talk and eat their breakfast.
 

Why: I am getting bored with the jobs we are doing. I want my lover Pumpkin to be more adventures and maybe propose to me. I want to test his love for me.