The funny thing about theft victims is they never tend to look up at the big picture upon the discovery of their missing item. Not that Lupin can blame them: being robbed has got to be terrible, or something. Can't say he's been there recently (besides his heart or something corny).

Basically, if Bucky had looked up, he would have easily seen the smirking, lanky thief sticking to his ceiling via suction cups. Imagine that.

Lupin, for his part, isn't very impressed by the sight seeing either. This guy has no taste in decor, his hobbies are pretty boring (training all day, going out and wandering, researching), and then there's the incredibly tiny towels. If he didn't already know this guy was some secret agent cyborg type, he'd peg him for a Topper Bottoms, Skipper of the Uss Rough Service fitness fanatic.

Speaking of that arm, the master thief just can't wait to get this baby home, see what parts he can take without his buyer knowing, and sell it for a pretty penny. For now, while he silently drops down to the floor and listens to his angry target, it'll stay strapped to his back while he gets out of here.

Shouldn't be too hard. A great thief always has at least 4 exits.