I safely recovered the two idiot band members this time, and took them to see some mafia bloke who is caught between three rival mafia families. Some double-agent type missions were then completed, including rescuing the guy I terrorised on the front of my car yesterday, and then killing everyone who worked for him. Bizarre.
I also have another girlfriend now, who I need to “woo” in order to gain a security card for a casino heist. That’s right – the game has gone all Ocean’s Eleven on me. Slightly disturbingly, I had to gain a gimp suit in order to make her my wo-mang. Or something. And then I flew a plane into The Clown’s Pocket. No, really.