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Some things are just too simple.

Pick-pocketing is amateur work, but you see a fat wallet in a shallow pocket, sometimes you just can't pass that up.

If that wallet just so happens to hold a keycard that promises access to several closed rooms at the Waldorf, where a pre-show banquet is going to be held, you just can't leave that untouched.

And, if that pre-show banquet happens to be for the special unveiling of MoMA's latest acquisition -- a Piet Mondrian piece just small enough to slip into a briefcase -- well, there's only one expression suitable for that.

Like taking candy from a baby.

Neal slips into the party effortlessly, blending in well with the socialites and elitists. He's wearing his patented charming grin, and an expensive, well-tailored suit. He'll rub elbows for a while, sip at a drink, and then start working his way around the room.

Date: 2010-06-22 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
His blue eyes flash with a knowing light, and his smirk grows.

"When what I want is the confidence to leap."

Neal glances at the nearest window out of the corner of his eye. There's a potted plant beneath it.

"I love the colors in this painting," he grins, glancing at Mozzie. "Don't you?"

Date: 2010-06-22 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Then you know I'm here for you. I've been here for you no matter what you've done you know that."

He then looks at the painting and barely keeps his nose from curling.

"Yes, It's very deep and what not."

Moz smirks to him self. He hated it.

Date: 2010-06-22 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It's almost too hard to keep himself from laughing at Moz, but his unshakable composure under pressure holds true.

"Well, it's been a pleasure."

He makes a show of reaching to shake Mozzie's hand.

Just two art lovers here, admiring a fine display. Nothing out of the ordinary at all.

Date: 2010-06-22 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Like wise kind sir."

He shakes his hand carefully and no one would be able to detect the paper that passed hands with the map of where the cameras film and the schematics of the security.

Date: 2010-06-22 06:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Neal passes him one parting grin, and slips off toward the bar, pocketing his hand in one smooth motion.

He'll freshen up his drink and then wander to the next painting before unfolding the paper, and smiling at its contents.

Candy. From. A baby.

Slowly, he makes his way toward the window.

Date: 2010-06-22 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
There is an F.B.I. agent, walking up behind him as he smiles and wonders what the smooth looking Abercrombie & Fitch model and the shorter he's not sure how do describe man.

Walking up behind Neal he smiles. "I think you're missing the art."


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