First National Bank of Fandom [afternoon]
It was time! Catwoman could practically hear the dramatic music cue up behind her as she stalked oh-so-stealthily (in bright daylight. While wearing a catsuit. And carrying a shovel) towards the bank.
"Fifty morrrrrrre paces!" she said excitedly to the shirt treasure map she was holding. "And then X will marrrrrrk the spot! And I'll be rrrrrrrich!"
Enough to pay for the defense lawyer when her plan was inevitably foiled. Catwoman took that in stride.
[OOC: wait for the small OCD]
"Fifty morrrrrrre paces!" she said excitedly to the shirt treasure map she was holding. "And then X will marrrrrrk the spot! And I'll be rrrrrrrich!"
Enough to pay for the defense lawyer when her plan was inevitably foiled. Catwoman took that in stride.
[OOC: wait for the small OCD]