One tile for the storyboard:

The buffet of whore persuasion (or as RearAdmiral would call it, "pocket change on casual Friday") as tentatively assembled by one of the characters. Just not sure who yet, or where they'd be going with this much power to make high heels go click-clack in any direction like a radio controlled car. Perhaps it's central to a windsock/burg buddy facet of the plot.

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