Thanks for meeting me here. I know the streets are dangerous. Spooks and wise guys at every corner, slithering on their bellies like snakes in the muck through every gutter in the sidewalk. You have better not been shadowed.
The casserole's in the oven and the fish is fryin' in the pan. Situation's about to get greasy.
We haven't got much time. Take the package. No time to explain.
Go. Quickly.
Make sure the people know the truth.