[b]Finch[/b]

It had been a few days since the heist had taken place, and Finch was already getting the itch to act. It had hopefully been long enough for the heat to die down, and it certainly had been enough to get rid of his earnings. But he had his role to play and he couldn't stay inactive for long. Besides, he needed to shake off the sting of the ending of that particular heist, as a matter of personal pride. It had certainly been more annoying than he was used to.

Yet he couldn't just go off on a wing and a prayer for a heist. At the very least he had to find something worth his time to steal. Petty cash was good and all but people wanted drama and symbols to focus on. Which required having a bit more finesse when it came down to it, as he had learned in his time as a thief.

He had places for that though, and connections that he could call on. It would be useful in tapping the rumor mill and finding out if there was anything worth having a go at. That was why he was currently out of costume and making his way into a distinctly average bar, where average people drank and tried to forget the hardship of their lives. He liked to think that he fit in fairly well, at least for the moment.

Entering, he found the lighting subdued and smooth jazz filling the air while people chatted all around the place. Of course he was here for one person in particular, and his gaze swept the room in an attempt to locate them. It wasn't hard, and he made his way over with a grin on his face. "Hey Erin, I'd say that I'm surprised to see you here but we both know that I'd be lying," he said to the seated blond currently nursing an amber drink in front of himself.

Erin glanced up before scoffing. "And I'd say that I'm surprised you aren't in prison, but the big guys at top don't want you gone just yet so I have to deal with your insufferable face for a bit longer." He gestured towards the chair opposite him, and Finch sat down to relax for a bit. "So what do you want?"

Finch folded his hands as he placed them on the table, getting right down to business. "Nothing major, I just wanted to know if you'd heard of anything interesting recently. I'm looking to do another job if I can."

That earned a snort from his companion. "'Nothing major' he says," the man grumbled as he took a sip of his drink. "Well, I guess for you it wouldn't be major at all considering what you do. I may have a thing or two tat you'd be interested in." Finch leaned forward, listening carefully. He wasn't goin to be standing still for long, just the way he liked it.