What is a little robbery between friends?

“Leaving so soon?” a whispered voice from behind the last crate,

I turn slowly, careful not to react to its’ vitriol hate,

“To leave with no trace?” he scolded, “I cannot posit how.”

“I’ve been given carte blanche”, I wink, bending a low bow.

“Monsieur, you will be caught, and I’ll see that Creta bowl returned!

“Ah, but the ones I cater to, Senor, have seen that it was earned.