The band slips out with all the instruments and dope, after sharing a ounce joint with You. After they leave you set up enough explosives to blow up a city block and you set it off. A massive crater is left that can be seen from space. You report directly back to Gerald Ellon and he hands you a suitcase containing three million dollars and a quarter ounce of high grade blueberry kind bud. Great! You have those fuckers fooled!