as the police sirens sounded in the distance, and the usual commands from the cops, he only chuckled in amusement, holding your hand in his firmly but gently, as he helped you go from a building's rooftop to another.

"Successful, as always." he said, glancing briefly at the black bag with the goods they had stolen before looking back at you with that loving gaze reserved for his love. "What do you say we go home now, pretty? I'm thinking of a lot of ways to celebrate."