The moon sets over BeerCraftery brewing, and Max and Paul come out of their hiding places.
Max: Ok, everybody left, it's just us...
Max, heading for the door form brewery to bar: ...and the beer! Let's go! Only one free beer my ass!
Paul, holding Max back: No! Don't get in the guest area! It's full of surveilance cameras!
There's one over there, and another one facing the door, one behind the bar...
Paul, leaning heavily back pulling a strong rope: Oh, sure, this is soo much easier than just paying for a beer!
Max, dangling from a rope as in Mission Impossible, trying to reach the tap handles: Shut up and give me a bit more slack!