"The stone's going to deage somebodies' body?!" she yelped. Standing up, she dusted herself off, making a mental note to check the museums for new pretty shinies in a few months. She snorted and tilted her head to look at him, skeptical smirk. "And what exactly am I going to put on a resume for a new job? 'Great at breaking into safes', 'prefers wirework', 'Will boogie to hassle Spidey'? I've trained to be the best thief, Strange. That's what I've got. "