Four hours later the duo are resting comfortably in a hotel room. They drove out of state as planned. They even changed their plates. Britney and Jared just shot up and now are lying on the bed in a drug fog. Both of them high as a kite, starring at the ceiling. One would assume that they would need to take such measures, to be mentally ok with what they are doing. So that thier conscience wouldn’t get in the way.

“Well I guess we can leave what happened in Monterey behind us, it was our first bank, ya know. Mistakes happen. Perhaps maybe we need to come up with a better strategy, but the whole diverting of attention is a good start.” Britney said, As she looked at Jared.
“Yeah, I think your right, I am sorry I was hard on you in the car, I was just freaked out. I know you were trying to protect me, that’s what you do.” He agreed as he looked back at her.

They end the conversation and return their attention to the tv, that has been on since they checked in. Before too long the two are soud asleep.