The following night, there was still no news from Bentley of a heist to pull, so Sly saw this as an opportunity to go out oh his own "solo mission" in pursuit of Carmelita.

"I'm going to scout the city, to see if anything suspicious turns up," he told Bentley and Murray, before leaving the safehouse.

"Just make sure you're not out too long," Bentley said, "if you find anything, you'll need to let us take the time to come up with a plan."

"Relax, mom," Sly replied, "it's only for reconnaissance. No direct involvement whatsoever."

Outside in the darkness of the night, he jumped from rooftop to rooftop, making some jumps by hooking his cane on to whatever he could to launch himself upwards, heading for the apartment of a certain Interpol inspector vixen.

Sly had simply told his teammates that he was going to scout Paris for suspicious characters and acts, but unbeknownst to them, he really had other plans. We knew he was intending on breaking into Carmelita's apartment, that sneaky son of a-"

Hey," said Sly, "I can hear you, y'know."

He paused for a minute, mulling over his memory of the interrogation once more. Although it had happened the other day, he still felt puzzled about it. Mainly because he doesn't remember her even so much as squeaking one out when they were in the same room — which was strange considering they had dated for 8 years. He tried to regain his focus, as he tried to stick to the objective to get inside her apartment. Once he was able to climb onto the roof of the apartment, he couldn't help but imagine the "delights" he'd be in for.

I wonder if she'll let any off when she gets home, he thought as he pictured Carmelita just arriving and making herself comfortable, bending over and lifting a leg as she lets out a brassy poot, commenting in relief about having held it in for hours.

Or maybe I can disguise myself as a chair, he thought as he imagined himself doing so, with a sheet over him as he squatted in position in the shape of a chair, where Carmelita could sit on him without being any the wiser, letting it rip under the impression she was all alone.

When Sly had entered the apartment through the window of Carmelita's room to find she was already asleep, he thought maybe she'd let them out when she slept and wasn't able to restrain herself.

As he approached her bed, he saw that she was sleeping uncovered, so he pulled the blanket over her, and then decided he'd crawl underneath the blankets with her. He had noticed that her body looked thicker, the way it last looked after his adventure with the vault.

He wrapped his arm around her, as he did when they shared the bed.

I'm glad she filled out again nicely, Sly thought, when she started losing weight, it actually worried me. Not that I could tell her that to her face.

He couldn't help but feel cozy, also like he used to when they were both living together. And as he felt this feeling, he found that he was starting to drift, though not falling asleep completely.

A few moments later, Carmelita began to stir. And she started to think about the night before.

I knew it was unethical of me to delete the tape, as well as impose it on the Cooper Gang, knowing Bentley's hacking skills... But I didn't have much of a choice. I should have kept an eye on Cooper, even though I didn't want the other officers to smell that crap, they'd still have known it was me either way had they seen the tape.

She started to try and turn to her other side, but she felt a weight pulling her down. In fact, she had also noticed some extra warmth wrapped around her lower body. She peeked under her blanket and saw a sleeping, sneaky raccoon, clinging to her waist.

"Cooper!" She hissed, "Haven't you given me enough trouble already?!"

"No-" started Sly nervously, "I mean... no," he finished with a grin.

Carmelita kicked Sly off of her and the bed, "Get out!"

Sly got up and said, "I can explain-", but he was cut off by Carmelita.

"GET OUT!"

She threw a pillow at him, but he dodged it and then jumped out the window he climbed in from, and hooked his cane on a pipe and slid down to allow him to get to the ground fast and hit it running.

"SLY!" he heard Bentley contacting him through his earpiece, which he had put in case Bentley would try to contact him, and he'd be able to give Bentley an "explanation" as to not make him suspect anything else.

"Where are you?! You've got to come back to the safehouse, Henriette "One Eye" Cooper's pages have started disappearing from the Thievous Raccoonus!"

"I'm on my way, Bentley," Sly replied, and with that he used his hook jump move to latch on to the side of a building and jump to it's rooftop and then ran across the rooftops into the night.