"Where did we go wrong?" The Bearded Man asked. "Hey I thought we had it all!" He continued. He was, of course, referring to the money. The money that he and Sebastien were *supposed* to have stolen from the bank just now. "Ok, let's just retrace our steps," Bright Sparks chimed in. "So first, we robbed the bank. Right?" "Right." All three of them agreed on that. "Ok," Bright Sparks went on, "So we robbed the bank. Check. We got the money. Check. We... DAMNIT! WE LEFT THE MONEY DIDN'T WE?" Not the world's greatest heist, and certainly nothing worthy of Ocean's 18, or whatever movie they're on now. But, to give credit where credit is due, banks had *just* been invented the previous year, so they were pretty much the new trend of the moment, kind of like techno is now. No one really knew what they were supposed to do with these banks, or how to run them, or what "protocol" was. Security was low, and forensic scientists didn't yet exist, so the three would-be thieves got away with it completely. They may not have gotten the money that day, but the *real* reward was the journey shared amongst friends. Ok, not really. The real reward would have been the gold. They screwed up. Bad.