"Eh, can it meat bag." Bender brushed Yukiteru's thought process aside rather rudely. Now that he knew more about the painting, he assessed it's worth. Probably a lot, based on the fact that it was in the entrance and was probably of the owner. Walking towards the middle, he telescoped out his arms to grab either side, and began to pull the painting off the wall. Did it matter that he was thieving in front of a large group of people? No! Since when did he let a crowd stop him! In fact, bring them! Let them see his glorious work! Although, as he took it off, he began to wonder where he would store it ... minor problems always annoyed him.

Speaking of minor problems, that was about when the maid came over. "Aw crap" he muttered as the maid began to tell them something. It seemed she didn't see what he was doing yet.