:DarkSpike and Sly ended up waiting at Paddy’s, where the gang was supposed to convene afterwards, for quite a while.  They were just starting to seriously worry, when Dayman appeared at the entrance:

“I thought you guys were going to come upstairs and back us up.  By the time I realized that you had to make away with the cash, it was going a little too crazy up there.  They literally chased me out of the building, and didn’t stop.  I had to lose ‘em, and then take a fucking CAB home.”

“Well, this should cover it,” DarkSpike said, laughing and throwing him a huge stack of bills.  “Thanks for the distraction.  It was brilliant.  But what was that huge ‘bang’?”

“Oh, man.  I almost forgot about that.  Fuckin’ Mary.  She went into their kitchen and threw a bunch of canned food and stuff in their pressure cooker; turned it on.  We had no idea it was coming.  The damn thing took a good chunk out of the first floor when it exploded.  Then I look above my head, and there’s the twisted shrapnel of an old can of beans embedded into the wall, 2 inches above my head.”

:They all laughed:

“She’s a loose cannon, that one,” Sly said.

:Soon after, their remaining associates returned home safely, and the crew began the cheerful task of drinking and splitting up their haul:

It's true.