I, a friend from junior high named John, someone I did not know, and Winona Ryder were hired to make a covert strike against the Peppermill Casino in Reno, Nevada. However, during the job, an alarm is et off, so we don employee uniforms in an elevator and escape. John and I disagree on whether or not the casino is going to report the incident to outside security.
The next morning, I'm eating breakfast in the Peppermill's outdoor coffee shop, all dressed in black combat gear, backpack, cool round mirrored shades, etc. A girl I only sorta knew named Kim was there as well, with some friends of hers, as is Winona (dressed as a nun-- as conspicuous a costume as my own choice, I'm sure).
Winona is playing it cool, referring to our "date last weekend" in referring to the previous evening's failed run. My breakfast arrives-- dozens of eggs in a single omelette, I think. They are out of juice, however, so I drink root beer. And for some reason, the waitress is really keen on trying to get me to order sausage....