For all the evident dysfunction of this little group while they're sitting and talking, the moment that Clarisse says let's go, they're ready. There's no moment when they gather themselves, or look around, or express any uncertainty. Instead, in just a moment, Cato has a crossbow in hand, and Georg has pulled two knives. And Katia is striking flint to light a grenade, which she hurls with deadly accuracy at the door to the government building.

The grenade by itself wouldn't be enough to blow down that door. It is, after all, a side door to the building, unused and consequently welded shut. But the night before, someone had lined further explosive putty around its edges - and this, all together, knocks down an entry into the treasury's antechamber.

Immediately, alarms start shrieking. But just for the moment, there are no guards.

"Ready?" There's a fierce intensity on Katia's face; she pulls a cloth up over her mouth and nose, then nods at Clarisse to likewise pull up the protective mask she was given against the poison about to be unleashed. And then Katia pulling another grenade from her pouch and hurling it into the open doorway. It explodes in a puff of noxious gas.

And then Katia hurls herself into that room, Cato and Georg on her heels.