chiave

So how about it? Not too shabby, right?

I gotta admit, you got an awful lot done in just a few days.

And... it doesn't look like you've added anything weird either.

Mind if I get inside and take a look?

Chiave?

No problem, go for it.

The seat... upholstery... dashboard... all check out...

Now how about the speakers?

...Chiave, what the hell's up with this play button? There's no red button on the picture the boss gave me!

That's, umm...

Uhh...

I already warned you—if you've got the nerve to screw around with the boss's car, I ain't gonna play nice!

I'm gonna push it, so if you've got a good excuse, let's hear it before things get messy.

Go ahead.

...Huh?

The Famiglia will find you no matter where you go, oh oh ♪

No matter if you're fast, no matter if you're slow, oh oh ♪

So you just replaced the normal play button on the stereo with a red one?

Basically.

(Shakes his head)

You and the boss got the same exact taste...

Anyway, it's getting late. The boss will come around tomorrow morning to pick up the car. I'm heading off for now.

Chiave, about your mod...

Don't worry about it.

You're sure you can keep it hidden? That guy could tell right away that something was wrong with the play button.

Hidden? Who said anything about hiding it?

That guy had no idea what he was looking at anyway. I only put up with hiding it at all 'cause you told me to.

But since Layton's the one who bought the car in the first place, I'm sure he'll understand the heart and soul I've put into it!

...So you're saying you won't be able to hide it from him.

C'mon, don't put it like that.

It's more like, he'll understand the greatness of my work at a single glance!

(Sighs deeply)

Deep breaths, Aosta, deep breaths.

Alright, Chiave. I need you to tell me—what kind of 'surprise' do you have in mind?

Didn't we agree to keep it a secret?

I need to know so I can start thinking of ways to minimize Layton's anger.

Just let it be, man. You'll spoil tomorrow's grand reveal—

If you don't tell me now, we're all done for when he comes over to give us <i>our</i> surprise!

If it's really that big of a deal, get over here and I'll whisper it into your ear.

Broca, you don't care as much as Aosta does, right?

Mm.

Broca, grab all our valuables, and find the fastest car you can get your hands on.

Are we making a run for it?

The sooner the better!

And you, Chiave, stop standing there like an idiot! Pack up anything important to you so we can get the hell out of Vite City before Layton catches on!

Me?

I thought I told you I wouldn't be leaving? I'm sure Layton will understand me.

Like hell he'd—

Damnit, Chiave. Even if he does 'understand' you, that won't make him any less pissed! If you don't want to spend the rest of your very short life inside that wall, grab your stuff and run!

Broca and I might get a pass, but you're seriously gonna get yourself killed!

Then you two leave without me.

What about you?!

I can't.

If I run away now, nobody will ever know of my work. I can't accept that.

Besides, this <i>is</i> the fastest car we can get our hands on. And Layton might have a nasty streak, but he's never done us wrong so far.

I'm sure he'd rather get a pleasant surprise from my mod than pass out from high blood pressure when he finds his beloved car stolen.

You—

Hey, Broca!

Tie Chiave up and drag him away if you have to! I've got the rope!

Didn't you just tell him to go pack his stuff? Want me to call him back for you?

Let's... think this through again.

(Snores rhythmically)

Aosta, it's ten o'clock.

It sure is. Amazing how this bastard can sleep so soundly.

Not only is he not afraid of Layton, he's also not worried about us dragging him off in his sleep.

If we can't come up with something before sunrise—

Wait, hold on a sec...

I've got it! I know just what to do!

Broca, once he wakes up, tell him we'll do everything as planned.

Also tell him to dial that surprise up to twelve... No, to twenty!

Boss, I'm bringing the car out!

Chiave, you truly are the best mechanic in town. I sure came to the right guy, at least when it comes to fixing her up.

Once I get back to the office, I'll figure out how much I owe you.

Don't worry about the money.

What do you mean?

Just let me take her for a spin before I hand you back the keys. That's all the payment I need.

You're not going to charge me anything? You sure?

(Nods)

Fantastic. If taking her out of the garage wasn't enough for you, you can drive her back to my office for me.

By the way, I don't see Aosta today.

Me neither.

I heard he drove away from your place in a hurry last night. A little while later, Broca left as well.

Tsk, tsk. You could use better friends.

But at least they're smart.

Layton's gaze fixes on the red button placed between them.

Maybe you can fool my idiot henchman, but you can't pull a fast one on me.

Mind explaining why the play button on my stereo is red now, and why there's a ring of non-slip lines around it?

About that...

Because it's a knob!

A damn knob!

So tell me, what the hell is this new knob for? Because it sure ain't a volume dial, is it? That just wouldn't be you, Chiave!

Am I right?

Boss, instead of explaining it, it's better to see it in action.

So you admit it?

When my man reported back to me, I thought maybe you had a change of heart. But looks like old habits truly die hard.

Drive us back to my office first. I'll deal with you later.

And don't try anything smart. You'd especially better not touch that knob. I <i>will</i> be keeping an eye on you.

But then we won't have any music to listen to.

I'd be more worried about what you'll put on your suicide note, kid!

Make a right up ahead.