If one asked Danny his true opinion of criminals this is the answer. "Criminals fit in to different categories. You have the true sociopaths who do whatever they do for reasons understood only to them. You have the petty bad guys who are more than likely committing illegal acts to survive. Those two groups are the fringe. The remainder are ordinary people who make different choices than the law abiding citizens around them. These are the robbers, the cons, the for profit ones. Among this group you have a select few that are exceptional at what they do and the rest, unless they are really lucky, will eventually end up behind bars because they get lazy or stupid." Their current case fell into this last category.

Standing around the tech table, the whole team is brainstorming. Trying to get into the heads of their current bad guys. Kono puts the key piece in the puzzle down when she points out the multiple heist with the same MO. "There's too many potential targets. HPD can't cover them all." Steve Aneurysm face made its fifth appearance of the day with that statement.

"Maybe they'll slip up," Kono says trying to be helpful. She receives a glare for her efforts.

Danny can't keep his thoughts to himself any longer. "She's right. They're going to make a mistake. We'll pick up on it and catch them."

"What makes you so sure, Danny?" Chin calmly asks.

"They're not as smart as they think they are." His statement raises eyebrows, but no one interrupts so he continues with his assessment. "This is the fourth time they've used the same MO."

"What are you saying? It's successful. They're sticking with what works. No need to fix what isn't broken," Kono reasons.

"That's my point exactly," Danny states looking around the room. From the blank expressions he's seeing (even Steve's), he realizes that he needs to elaborate. "Other than upping the stakes by adding unnecessary murder, they are resting on their laurels, no changing it up. They've created patterns that any numb nut with a badge could put together given half the chance and ten-seconds."

Catching Kono's annoyed looked, Danny hastily apologized, "Sorry, Kono, didn't mean to offend you, you figured it out in three-seconds. The point is, a smart criminal never dances the same dance twice. These guys are stupid! Not only are they repeating themselves but they are repeating themselves in major, glaringly obvious ways. Always hitting during a major event and picking high, high end targets. They're just begging to get caught, if from sheer complacency alone."

After a moment, Steve backs him up. "Danny's right. They are lazy and have most likely already screwed up. We need to figure out what that mistake is." Turning to face his partner, Steve continued, "How do know so much about the criminal mind, Danno. It's almost like you're speaking from experience."

Danny really hoped his ears hadn't turned red as he replied, "Hello, detective here! Many years on the job, many successfully closed cases. How else do you think I got the knowledge, a magic eight ball? Or maybe, I'm the great Carnac. How else would I obtain this type of insight, huh, Steven?"

Kono and Chin stealthily retreated to their offices to do some more digging, leaving their boss alone to deal with his ranting partner. "Jeez, Danno, it was just a question. Don't need to get your panties in a twist." Exactly the wrong thing to say as it added fuel to the rant. Steve manned up and stood still until Danny wound down. "Are you finished so we can get back to the case?"

"Yes, Steven. Certainly, let's get back to the case." Both men were thinking, "Dodged that bullet" but for different reasons.

Apprehending the bozos, as Danny had taken to calling them, involved some physical altercations. None of the Five 0 members felt sorry for the idiots, they'd got what they deserved. Danny made sure he was around for Sabrina James's, the ring leader, interrogation. Lounging on the wall with his arms crossed against his chest and an oddly please look on his face, he kept quiet, letting his partner conduct, until the very end. The urge to point out all of her mistakes was almost overwhelming, but he kept it in check by imagining what Basher would say about the crime. So deep in thought, he almost missed Steve's comment about "being done here."

Motioning the taller man through the door, he waited behind, making sure Steve was out of hearing range, he stepped back and leaned into the woman to whisper, "In case you get out in this life time, which isn't likely with two murders and an attempted murder under your belt, here's a piece of advice from a great thief. When it becomes comfortable, you need to get out of the game because you've lost your edge. Oh, wait, you are out of the game." Turk just couldn't resist the dig.

Steve was waiting for him outside the door. His partner had been acting strange the whole case. Like he was suppressing the desire to educate this particular group of criminals, show them the error of their ways. Hoping to gain some insight into Danny's behavior, he nonchalantly asked, "What did ya say to her?"

Still shaking his head at the utter stupidity he'd been forced to witness on this case, it took Danny a second, "Huh? Oh, I pointed out her short comings is all. How bout some wings at Side Street, my treat?"

Steve knew a diversionary tactic when he heard one so with a goofy grin, he let it go for now. "You're on. Did you bring your wallet?"

"Again, my friend, that is your trick," Danny shot back, grinning in kind.

"Very true."