Ron, I just received this communication from our Old School sleuth, who spies upon the world from the Mountain's of Chile through a darkened lens.
Isn’t this the woman who was after Ron in Germany?
Ron, we've got your back, but before we act on our intelligence, T-Bone Bump and Diggidy Dawg Grind want to know, "Is dis da bitch, Ron? Is dis dat murderin' ho? We can set dis straight Jay—'dere niggas all ova Europe now. Dey'll neva see us comin'. 'Sides, we ain't afraid ta go swimmin' wit da mudsharks!"
Okay, Ron, I could understand your reluctance to accept our help—but this is the best I can do here in Harm City.