"Look for Imperial Panda and Kaufman Shoes," Robin orders as the four of us were on a stakeout. "They're with that whistling guy, ten o'clock," Dustin explains. "What do you think's in there?" I ask. "Guns, bombs?" Dustin suggests. "Chemical weapons?" Robin adds. "Whatever it is, they're armed to the teeth," Dustin continues. "Great. That's great," Steve replies sarcastically. "Maybe we should do this tomorrow night when it isn't raining. I mean, we could catch a cold," I worry. No one says anything because everyone is already used to my ranting. We watch as one of the guards unlocks the door. "Hey, what's in there?" Robin asks. "It's just more boxes," Dustin replies. "Let me check it out," Steve demands as he tries to grab the binoculars from Dustin. "No, I'm still looking," Dustin protests. "Lemme see it," Steve requests. "Hang on!" Dustin groans. The two bickering resulted in them making a loud bang thud the metal. "Duck!" Dustin exclaims as the four of us duck down. The four of us managed to make it inside before we were caught. We walked down the hallway. "Well, I think we found your Russians," Robin pants.