Andy and Sam walked into a diner and ordered a coffee each before settling into a booth.

"You look good." Sam said, glancing Andy up and down. She was wearing a red tank top, black mini skirt, her leather jacket and a pair of boots. She had also straightened her hair and Sam was struggling to keep his eyes off her.

Andy beamed at Sam and took his hand in hers.

"Frank only left me with a cell phone that only has Oliver's number in and enough cash for a coffee, so we are going to need some cash first before we can do anything."

"How do we get cash? The most I can do is play where's the pea? We won't get very far with that."

"It's a start. I know a couple of dealers that still trust me."

"What if the rookies show up?"Andy asked, mashing her mouth into a line and arching her eyebrow at Sam.

"I'll tell them to run and that they are after me."

Andy laughed.

"We'll need some stuff for the trick."

"Like what?"

"Paper cups and a ball of some description."

"Best place to do it would be the other side of town, at the Sunny Day Inn. Loads of gullable drunks willing to part with their money."

"Let's drink up and take a walk!"

"The walk takes us down hooker row."

"Could be fun!"

Sam laughed as two steaming mugs of coffee were placed in front of them.

"Do you remember the last time you were in the district?"

"Vividly. My feet hurt for three days!"

The phone buzzed in Sam's pocket. It was a message from Oliver.

'You two better be ready. The dogs have been released and they are hungry...'

"We better get going. The games in play." Sam said, taking a large mouthful of his coffee and sliding out of the booth, dragging Andy by the hand.

He threw some money on the table and they headed for the door.

The sidewalk was packed and Sam threw his arm around Andy's shoulders so they wouldn't lose each other. He steered Andy through the throng of people towards the stretch of road that they knew to be frequented by prostitutes. As they approached, Andy shrugged Sam's arm off her shoulder and quickened her pace slightly.

"What are you doing McNally?" Sam muttered as he watched her stagger slightly to the kerb.

As a car approached Andy, Sam hung back slightly and he watched as the car stopped next to Andy, who had to turn back and take a couple of steps to the window.

"What can I do for you hun?" he heard Andy ask.

"I'll give you $5 for a blow job."

"I don't think so." Andy snorted, straightening up.

Smiling at the fact he and Andy had a free pass to do what they wanted and she was still working. He pulled his phone out and text Oliver the car registration details and a brief outline of what had happened as the car drove off.

He got an immediate response promising to pull the driver over away from the street.

He saw Andy glance a smile back at him and he realised she was enjoying herself.

She set off walking again and had barely staggered a metre when the next car pulled up. She glanced at Sam, who held up a finger and mouthed 'last one' at her before she approached the driver. Sam was already texting Oliver.

"Hey Pretty Lady, not seen you around here before."

"I'm new."

"I can see that. What would you do for, I don't know?" The driver asked her, waving a rolled up wad of cash and raising his eyebrows.

Andy saw he had pulled the money out of the centre console and also noticed there were two more bundles nestled in there.

"SHIT!" the driver hissed as he spotted two uniformed Police Officers walking towards them.

"What I would do is lie to the cops about why you're here so you don't get arrested." Andy whispered.

The driver slid the money into Andy's palm, so that no one, not even Sam, could see.

"You better make it good."

Andy stood back from the car and flashed a smile at Sam, while tucking the roll down her shirt before turning to the two approaching Police Officers. She and Sam immediately recognised them as two of the Rookies that were meant to be tailing them, even if neither of them knew their names.

"What is going on here?" the shorter one of the two asked. Andy read his name badge: Figg

"He was just asking for the Novotel. I was just telling him I don't know where it is. Maybe you could direct him to it?" Andy told them, her face straight.

"Really?"

"Really." The driver confirmed "I am so hopelessly lost."

"Ok. So you go the end of the road here and turn right. Then you take the fifth left, and be careful, it sneaks up on you. Drive to the end of the road and you should see the car park." The taller of the two told him. His name badge: Tony.

"Thank you so much officers. I hope I make it before check-in ends." The driver said before pulling away.

"Razzmataz." Andy said as Figg opened his mouth to speak.

"What? I didn't say anything!"

Sam stepped forward out of the shadows.

"You have no proof anything was said or offered by the driver and you didn't see anything change hands. At which point you have no legal grounds for searching McNally."

"Oh come on!" Tony complained

"Why do you think we do the sting every year?" Sam asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Ok. Get out of here." Fidd conceded in defeat.

Sam and Andy stepped around the two now irritated officers and continued to the Inn where Andy was going to hustle using the cups that had got from the diner and the small ballhad fashioned out of foil.

It took them a further ten minutes to reach the inn. A further twenty minutes and Andy had hustled $200 from four unsuspecting drunks. She passed $50 to Sam who began to hustle people on the pool table.

It took them 90 minutes, but between them they managed to win $900. Some of it was luck and some of it was due to the freely flowing alcohol.

"Alright! Let's go buy some drugs!" Sam said as he put their winnings into his pocket.