The grin that split across Skye's maw was massive. She was practically salivating as she finally found the haul.<br/><br/>She looked down at her dufflebag. She could probably start shuffling these things into it and run. But the laptops were all in factory boxes. They were going to take up so much space. By the time she packed them in her dufflebag, she'd barely have six all around. And she was<em>not</em>going to settle for a cut of two goddamn laptops.<br/><br/>Her eyes slipped to the side, and she noticed the dolly. Could she? Could she dare? It was...conspicuous, but it was also the most efficient way to basically unload everything into the van and make their escape.<br/><br/>She'd have to move quickly, though. Taking as many armfuls of laptops she could, she started piling them onto the dolly. This, this was Skye's wheelhouse: she wasn't a master jewel thief or anything, but she could lift, and she could get things moving.<br/><br/>Plus, as she loaded up the laptops, she kept her eyes open for a teevee...once she was loaded up, she'd get this going with Dale's direction.<br/><br/><strong>Risky Handle: Skye rolled 4. Success, but at a cost...</strong><br/><em>Addendum: Grit Resist! Skye rolled a 5. Only 1 Stress taken from her action</em>