*pant pant pant* I finally found you! Okay, here's the deal. The place has three security sub-systems and 20 armed guards. I'm going to go in the north way -- they'll expect that attack least.
But you have to get those security systems disabled by 1900 hours or else I'll be spending the rest of my life as the quadrapalegic love-bitch for some inmate named Spike. Okay! Let's move out!!!
In about two hours whoever that was is really going to wish I knew what the hell he was talking about.
