"Hey Boss, it looks like Czuch is back." observes Mugsy, pointing to the large bus full of treasures which has just pulled up next to the World Crime League.
"Ah, wonderful! Let's see how much of that dragon's hoard he managed to scoop up while it was distracted." El Diablo walks outside, which seems to somewhat surprise Boneregard and Mugsy.
"That's the first time ye've gone outside in a while." Boneregard notes.
"Yeah, this is the type of thing that requires investigation by a professional such as myself. I was a jeweler before I turned to a life of crime, you know." El Diablo opens up the doors of the bus and steps in, while Boneregard goes back upstairs to his room. El Diablo picks up a golden necklace and starts inspecting it closely, not using any tools other than just his eyes and hands. "Hm...by the looks of it, there's definitely gold in this, but not all of it. It's mostly copper. The weight is a dead giveaway. We'll have to melt it down to separate the metals."
"Oh, I know, let's call up Meatsmith! He still works for us, right?" Mugsy exclaims, and El Diablo nods while Mugsy dials up the Beaten Meat Deli.
In a seat near James Brow, an aspiring rapper named Yung Crackhead finishes injecting himself with hard drugs from his own Stand, a hypodermic needle called Best of You. Yung Crackhead stows away the syringe just in time for a flight attendant to approach him and ask if he'd like any complimentary refreshments.
"You guys got CRACK?" asks Yung Crackhead, which is in fact a code phrase to check if this flight attendant is another member of Yung Crackhead's wacko crew. The attendant seems to recognize this, and takes off their disguise, revealing them to indeed be Glandcake, one of Yung Crackhead's friends and affiliates.
"Boss, it's me, is it time to go up front yet?" Glandcake asks, and Yung Crackhead smiles.
"Ah, glad you could make it. Yeah, let's get the others and then proceed with our plan. You know anyone else who made it aboard?" Yung Crackhead asks, looking around the plane for other members of the crew.
"Only other one I saw so far was my buddy Peg, but I'm pretty sure we got at least a couple others in here somewhere." Glandcake responds. Yung Crackhead suddenly hears a rattling in the overhead luggage compartment, and opens it up, causing a feral chupacabra to jump out from on top of some suitcases.
"Ah, there you are, Succlord!" Yung Crackhead exclaims, restraining the cryptid before it can escape into any dark crannies.
"Big-B stayed back at the terminal, but they'll be joining us mid-flight, if you catchy my drift." Glandcake explains.
"Aye, I gotcha." Yung Crackhead winks, and almost loses his grip on Succlord as the chupacabra suddenly starts foaming at the mouth and hissing angrily. It seems the cause of its agitation is the movie that James Brow has begun watching, which is in fact Pixels, starring renowned family friendly comedian Adam Sandler. Glandcake turns off airplane mode on his cellular device, and for possibly unrelated reasons, an alarm starts going off from the direction of the bathroom, where yet another member of the crew, a kooky yet undeniably stylish man named Suave Steve, is creating a lotion bomb. While all of this is going on, Peg takes it upon themself to cut the convenient large red wire that allows the crew of the airplane to make announcements, which is most likely an important step in the plan. Steve cuts all of the smoke detectors, which is probably of equal importance.
"Wait, boss, I know we have a plan, but do we...have a plan?" Glandcake asks, glancing at Yung Crackhead.
"Of course we do! We managed to smuggle a chupacabra onto an airplane, we can do whatever we want, now!" Yung Crackhead chuckles.
"You got me there. We should take our business up to the business end o' this here plane, catchy my drift?" Glandcake responds.
"Oh yeah." Yung Crackhead winks again, and Steve kicks open the bathroom door and runs over to him.
"Boom boom?" Steve asks, twitching with anticipation.
"Not yet, silly! We're flying over the middle of the Minneapolan Ocean right now!" Yung Crackhead says, pointing out the window at the vast expanse of water beneath the plane.
"Yeah, there's shoiks down there too!" Glandcake chimes in. Steve doesn't do anything, but he very clearly is waiting for any opportunity to hit the detonation button. James Brow audibly gasps when he realizes that a character in the film he's watching engaged in sexual relations with Q-Bert. Due to a lapse in Yung Crackhead's focus, Succlord is able to break free from his grasp, and immediately begins mauling the screen on which the movie is playing. Due to the wire being cut, the airplane staff is unable to properly announce the plan of action, and the scene slowly begins to degrade into chaos. Steve continues twitching with anticipation, and his shock collar which automatically activates whenever he tries to detonate something preemptively zaps him several times. "Not yet Steve, we gotta wait for the go-ahead from boss, which probably won't be until Big-B does its thing."
"Yeah, we can't blow this popsicle stand until we have the right sticks, you feel?" Yung Crackhead nods, and attempts to re-restrain Succlord. Suddenly, Worse Woo kicks open the door of the other bathroom on the plane, which takes the whole wacko crew by surprise.
"Man, you do NOT want to go in there, phew." Worse Woo announces, wiping some sweat off of his brow.
"What the fujuckle?" exclaims Peg.
"I thought I made sure this flight was cop free!" Yung Crackhead continues restraining Succlord to prevent him from getting anywhere near Worse Woo. "Succlord here is allergic to cops!"
"Why does nobody tell me these things!" groans Worse Woo.
"Ay boss, I, uh, think Big-B is here if you catchy." Glandcake says, and Yung Crackhead nods.
"Aye aye, time to kick this plan into stage next." Yung Crackhead snaps his fingers, and Steve starts laughing maniacally before pressing the detonation button. Worse Woo jumps out of the emergency escape door to avoid triggering Succlord's allergy, and on his way down, it becomes apparent that "Big-B's arrival" was code for the activation of the massive bomb strapped to the bottom of the airplane. For some reason, though, the bomb doesn't go off when Steve hits the trigger, and Steve starts confusedly pressing the button again, and then continues doing it over and over with increasing anger.
"Boss, I gotta tell you something." Peg begins, causing the rest of the wacko crew to turn to look at them. "I can't let this plan go through. You see, when I cut the wire for the announcement system, I also cut the wire for the explosives on this here plane. I'm real sorry, but I got a wife and kids to get back to after this." Peg takes out the big slammer they had been keeping in their pocket, and prepares for battle.