It seems we aren't the only ones making the most of it out here. Some lowlifes took it upon themselves to attack us in the middle of a take. At first I thought this was the shop owners' security, but Tarbin told us they were in it for the loot themselves, and just didn't want to share. Perceus managed to keep them out long enough for us to hop out the rear window with some kinda makeshift fire bomb. I've never seen anything like it before, but he stuffed a rag down the nozzle, lit it, and threw it at the front door, blocking their entrance. When I asked, he called it a 'molotov cocktail'. I'd pass on that drink.