He faces down his enemy who
wants to have him killed
takes out his thugs
not wasting slugs.
He holds on to his coffee cup
and not a drop gets spilled.
She finds a way into the vault
which no one else has found.
She grabs the loot
her smile so cute
She goes up to the rooftop's edge
and base-jumps to the ground.
Computers are his tools of trade,
his field of expertise,
No file so packed
it can't be hacked.
Let others knock the bad guys out,
He's happy hitting keys.
She knows exactly how to play
seduction, tears or rage.
As actress she
never suceeds.
But when she's working on a con
the world becomes her stage.
He is the voice inside their heads
the secret brain behind
a job well done
a winning con.
He might not be too proud of it,
but he's the mastermind.
They make a wicked family,
They con, they steal, they hide,
But they're not bad,
just slightly mad.
It's not for money or for fame,
It's leverage they provide.