Marc, Steven, and Jake are sent by Khonshu to retrieve a potentially dangerous artifact from falling into the wrong hands. Problem is, the artifact is the center piece of a new wing at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, and there's a gala on to celebrate the new collection.

The trio go in under the guise of a museum patron during the gala in order to find out more about where the artifact is kept, but distraction abounds as they meet another admirer of the piece in question...

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INSPIRED BY MOON KNIGHT: AGE OF ANUBIS by JONATHAN GREEN

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Opening Dialogue:

It was in the evening and the museum gala was in full swing. High society socialites and patrons of the museum were there to celebrate the acquisition of a new piece for their Egyptian wing... The very same artifact that the avatars of Khonshu were looking to steal back after the party.

Currently Steven Grant was fronting in the body. He was shuffling awkwardly through the party guests, tugging at the collar of his tuxedo and resisting the urge to muss up his carefully styled curls. Being in a room with this many people all socializing was making him quite nervous, as was their mission. His eyes kept wandering around the room, getting distracted far too easily.

He could hear the voice of Marc Spector in his head, chiding him, "Stay focused. We're here for the piece, nothing else."

"I'm trying, mate," Steven whispered to himself, not wanting to be overheard talking to himself. "It's bloody difficult... I'm not used to this spying business."

"Te dije que esto pasaría," Jake Lockley was the next to speak up in their mind. "Let me drive, we can get this over with already--"

"No," Marc countered harshly. "We do this quietly, no need to cause a panic with all these people around."

Steven frowned. "Can you both shut it for a minute?" he muttered under his breath. "You're not making this any easier..."

The display holding the new artifact was just ahead, placed behind velvet rope barriers and thick glass. Steven started walking towards it, wanting a closer look, when he noticed a figure standing in front of it. They were already admiring the piece, eyes trailing over the details when Steven stepped up beside them, shuffling from one foot to the other.

"Having a nice evening?" he greeted them, trying to maintain the facade of a cheerful demeanor. His fingers began to nervously fidget with the cuff links on his jacket sleeve. "It's uh... It's nice, innit," Steven nodded towards the artifact, attempting to start a conversation.

In the reflection of the glass Steven could see Marc frowning back at him.