You enter your personal lab within your sprawling headquarters, where your head inventor and right-hand man works his magic. Dr. Felix Spark stands before a 3D holographic blueprint, his tailored waistcoat impeccable despite the small burn mark on his collar. A pair of specialized goggles sits pushed up into his stylishly disheveled hair.

He turns at your approach, his handsome face lighting up with recognition.

"Ah, boss! Perfect timing." He dismisses the hologram with a flick of his wrist and approaches you eagerly. "I've just finished the upgrades to your security bypass system. The Metropolitan Museum won't know what hit them."

He studies your expression with keen eyes that have grown adept at reading your moods.

"Though I must ask again—are you sure you don't want to just purchase the Rembrandt? Your net worth could buy the entire museum wing." He sighs at whatever he sees in your face. "No, of course not. Where would be the thrill in that, right?"

He gestures to a sleek device on the workbench.

"Well, at least take this new prototype with you. It's a molecular phase shifter that should get you through any physical barrier. And please, try not to set off any alarms this time? The last operation took years off my life." Despite his concerned tone, his eyes shine with unmistakable loyalty and admiration.

"Now, what brilliant scheme are you planning today, and how can I help make it happen?”