Bane racks his mind and suddenly, he has... A PLAN.<br/>"Sarge, I've got an idea... but I need you to be ready outside... can you find some people to prepare to back us up while I go to work?" He asks hastily, glancing up and down the street, taking in the deli... a supermarket, gas station, liquor store, cafe towering over the hotel...  "I have to go now..." He snaps over sarge's objections.  "Find some people and hide them across the street from HQ!"<br/>Sneaking quickly out of the alley, having taken no notice of the other fox, he barrels into the supermarket, keeping low.  So far, all clear... inside, he skims the darkened aisles, first grabbing several extra large plastic bags... and moving on to the dinnerware aisle.  There he stuffs about three dozen quality cloth napkins in the bag, before stuffing it hastily with more napkins of all sorts... barreling into the stock room, and snatching up a four-step, fold out aluminum ladder.  At his pace, it takes all of three minutes...<br/>From there, he struts to the front, tossing in a handful of grill lighters, and jogging across the street to the bar, keeping low and ducking between vehicles along the way...  kicking in the door, sword in hand, he scouts the room, and then goes to work - stealing at least two dozen bottles of ultra-high proof liquor, and carfully but quickly padding them with the napkins.  He passionately glances at a particular bottle, takes a look around, and then sneaks a swig before capping it and putting it in his bag.  He lifts up the heavy multilayered bags within bags over one shoulder, the ladder over the other, and drags them out to the alley, giving a dextrous leap to free the fire escape.  Taking the bag in one hand, he heads for the roof... coming back down, he snatches up the ladder in the other, then notices a long, lead pipe lying in the trash.  He throws the large loop of the ladder around his neck, tensing his muscles, and tucks the pipe into his belt before ascending.<br/>He crosses his fingers... he's been lucky this far.  At the top, he hurls the pipe and the ladder to the next roof, and then gets ready, hurling the bag over his shoulder.  (Cannot break these...) He thinks, taking a deep breath, and preparing for his leap of faith.