You two have been two successful for your own good. The elaborate trail of clues was a trap! The jaws of your own clockwork schemes close on you. You barely escape in time.
You exchange a kiss over the velvet nest where the jewel lies winking. "You're a good thief," one of you says. "You're better," the other whispers. Someone blushes. Delightful, but hsst, now, get out of here before the Men in Red return.
