[Inspired by @CreatorDotEXE]

The Mind lays out the plan, just a block away from the bank. “Alright, Heart. We’re going to rob Westpac, the bank that gives debit cards to tiny children. I’ve got a list of all the likely passwords, and I’ll try to swipe a keycard once we’re inside. I’ll pick up Soul after you’ve gone ahead, and he’s the brawn. I’ve got the schedules of every guard, so don’t worry about us.” He taps the list, which has been encoded in braille for Heart. It has every guard’s name on it. He has two copies, so he gives the braille one to Heart.

“Remember, we need the money if we want to keep our house. We’re barely able to afford it with three salaries, so no chickening out. If it comes down to it, don’t hesitate to use the gun.”

Mind hands Heart a white wig, a fake ID, a cane, and some useful gadgets. “Plan A is for you to be an old man or women, depending on which voice you can full off better. Plan B is for you to be a poor avian facing discrimination and wishing to take all your money and flee to Canada. Plan C is, if you’re caught, to hide on top of the bank and carry us away with your wings. Car’s not mine, so we can leave it behind.”

He exits said vehicle, and Heart does the same. They’re far enough from any cameras, so he doesn’t put on a mask. Heart should put on his disguise now, though. “We’ve been from here to the bank a thousand times, so I trust you not to get lost. I’ll pick up Soul while you manipulate the bank tellers.”