As impressed as I am by your entrance, why should I employ you?
Eville
Because Dr. Zlo! I know your plan!
Lightning cracks in the distance. Dr. Zlo recoils.
Dr. Zlo
Impossible! None can penetrate my mindly machinations!
Eville slides toward Dr. Zlo, her feet hidden under her long dress.
Eville
Oh, but I did! For I am also a genius!
Sweet Dream shakes her head.
Sweet Dream
Not another one.
Dr. Zlo
Ignoring Sweet Dream. Well then! If you hold a parallel intellect, you can inform my partner of my plan!
Eville
Gladly!
Eville glides over to Sweet Dream, a mist conjuring behind her. The mist forms into humanoid shapes, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Dr. Zlo and his minions. Eville starts to recount Dr. Zlo's plan as if she's telling a bedtime story.
Eville
It all started one fateful night when Dr. Zlo sat brooding.
Dr. Zlo
I don't brood!
Eville
Breaking her cadence. Quiet, I'm telling a story. Falling back into rhythm. Now, Dr. Zlo sat brooding in his lair, for he hadn't thought up anything remotely dastardly in a while. You see, the villain was in a rut!
Dr. Zlo
I was not!
Eville
Breaking cadence again, this time with some exasperation. Yes you were. Now, quiet. Sinking back into her storytelling voice. Dr. Zlo hadn't performed any truly iconic crimes after his death ray, and the lack of inventiveness was troubling him. The villain needed something new, something big! A mech!
There's a pause before Eville continues.
Eville
Cass, ever the loyal minion, pointed out Dr. Zlo had done a mech, twice technically. Dr. Zlo shot a Jacques in frustration.
The mist mimics Eville's story, showing Dr. Zlo lasering a Jacques.
Eville
Just then, Mabel came in with a new necklace of pearl and gold, stolen just for her by her latest suitor. The glint of money caught Dr. Zlo's eye, and with it, a new idea! A bank heist!
At this point, Dr. Zlo interrupts, unable to contain himself any longer.
Dr. Zlo
But not just any bank heist! A bank heist to end all bank heists!
Sweet Dream
What? Are we stealing the entire bank building?
Dr. Zlo
An excellent idea! But no! You see, everyone always tells me how they don't have enough liquid cash on hand
Sweet Dream makes a face.
Sweet Dream
No. Tell me you didn't. Not with my power!
Dr. Zlo
The villain points a cane at his partner in crime. I did! Jacques! Bring the invention!
Muffled sounds of scuffling happen offstage for a moment. Then three Jacques, these different from the ones holding the Autotuner, walk out carrying a gun with more tubes than sense. Dr. Zlo laughs and takes the gun in his hand.
As Dr. Zlo holds his note, the Jacques wheel in a set of marble columns with the words 'First National Bank' emblazoned above them.
Sweet Dream
Convenient.
Dr. Zlo waves a hand nonchalantly and walks through the doors. The Jacques push the doors up to meet the villain while the scenery behind changes. More Jacques wheel out bank counters with glass walls while a group of four desperately try to push a heavy safe behind. There is a lot of scraping, but Dr. Zlo and the entourage ignore it.
Dr. Zlo takes a deep breath.
Dr. Zlo
Ah! The smell of money always makes me feel better!
After they're finished moving the set, the Jacques don various masks of cheerful people and pretend to be the general populace. Sweet Dream looks around at the mix of people.
Sweet Dream
So what's the distraction?
Dr. Zlo
Hmm? Oh. Cass!
Dr. Zlo's minion sticks his head out of the Zlomobile.
Cass
Yeah, boss?
Dr. Zlo
I need you to make a deposit for me.
Cass
Practically jumping out of the car. Of course, boss! Anything you need.
Dr. Zlo fishes around in his pocket for a moment before pulling out what is obviously a grenade. Sweet Dream, seeing this, protests.
Sweet Dream
Oh no. You aren't causing a distraction for our bank heist by having Cass rob the bank.
Dr. Zlo
Too gauche?
Sweet Dream
The point is to distract the heroes that appear.
Dr. Zlo
Well, that was what the Autotuner was for. But I made sure that it was destroyed before it could wreak more havoc. It shouldn't bother us any longer.
As if God himself wished to refute those words, the Jacques appear with the Autotuner ready and primed.
Eville
Why not have Cass use his drink-making prowess to get everyone outside drunk? Then, drunken brawls will break out across the street, distracting the heroes and letting us escape!
Dr. Zlo
Clearly impressed but unwilling to show it. Stop trying to upstage me. Who's the evil mastermind here?
Cass
You are, boss!
Sweet Dream rolls her eyes.
Dr. Zlo
That's right! Now, Cass!
Cass salutes.
Cass
Yes boss!
Dr. Zlo
Get outside and cause a distraction! Maybe bring a Jacques or two along!
Cass
You got it, boss!
Cass quickly hurries off, pulling one of the Jacques in the crowd to join him.