[b][u]Blue bay docks, Happy Harbor[/u][/b]

Orb weaver sat quietly on a pile of crates, his legs crossed, and his hands clutching/tapping on his tablet. With the help of Bolt and TK, he'd been able to once more acquire the money once more. Orb weaver chuckled a bit as he recalled briefly the screams inside the bank after he reactivated the security system and trapped a few officers inside the bank vault. It had provided a nice distraction for the money to be carried out discretely. From there it had been as simple as hot-wiring a car, making it to the drop point, and notifying the Penguin of what had happened. "[color=fff200][b]So my gaggle of misfits, any of you gave any thought as to what you're going to do once we get payed? I mean we're talking a good chunk of cash here.[/b][/color]" he asked as he looked over his tablet at John and Bolt.