Harun considered her offer, wondering for a moment whether or not he could refuse the offer. He felt that maybe he enjoyed skulking through streets and fighting other thieves for food. Nothing tasted better than a meal you stole or fought for. Then again, that's what made this job so tempting. If he came out rich, he'd feel as if he had paid a lifetime's worth of food and drink in one fell swoop.

He took her hand in his. It was a stronger grip than he would have expected from such a delicate hand, which made him grin. At least she had conviction. "You have a deal, babe." He told her, a fire in his eyes. 

All they needed to do was get into the Palace via making sure he looked dirty and worn and without having bathed in a few days. Check, check, and...yeah, check.