The Art of Espionage: A San Francisco Nights

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Jack and Alex were undercover agents. Jack was dressed in an all-black stealth outfit and Alex was wearing a red, golden dragon, long Chinese dress. They were driving down the night streets of San Francisco Hills in Jack's black 1969 Ford Mustang. They pulled up to a Chinese restaurant/hotel on the corner of a street. The restaurant was big, red, and lit up with bright yellow neon signs.
Their mission was to retrieve a suitcase full of money on the 4th floor of the hotel section. Alex would create a distraction while Jack snuck by undetected. Alex walked into the restaurant first and Jack followed closely behind. The restaurant was filled with people, tables, and poker tables, and cigarette smoke filled the air.
With Jack's skills like Mitch Rapp from the book "American Assassin" by Vince Flynn and Alex's attitude of Lara Croft from the series Tomb Raider, they executed their plan flawlessly. As Alex created a distraction in the center of the restaurant, Jack made his way to the elevator and rode to the 4th floor.
The layout of the 4th floor was strange, with never-ending halls and turns, small tables, and picture frames lining the walls. In the center, there was a group of people talking and laughing, playing poker, drinking and smoking. Alex walked out of the elevator first and as she reached the center of the crowd, BOOM! Explosions erupted all over the room. People were running and screaming, trying to protect themselves from the shrapnel, but Alex remained unfazed, undamaged, and in pure peace.
She signaled to Jack, and he sprang into action, gracefully dodging people, explosives, and bullets. He retrieved the suitcase from under the main poker table and made his way back to the elevator. He and Alex exchanged expressionless but loving glances as the elevator doors closed.
They made their way to the Icicle Village in Leavenworth, Washington, and parked their car in the parking lot. Jack left the suitcase in the back seat of the car and they walked into the cafe inside to relax and wait for the commotion to die down. But when they returned to the car, the back door was open and the suitcase was gone.
They discovered that the owners of the establishment had a habit of breaking into guests' cars and collecting their junk in their residence at the back of the property. Their house was two stories and run-down, with a muddy yard filled with junk ranging from tires to toilets to dead rats.
Jack went inside alone, greeted the old people inside with a friendly smile, and found the suitcase tucked in the broken-down bathroom. He picked it up and made his way back to the car where Alex was waiting. She kissed him on the lips and they drove off, another mission accomplished.