[after talking to the The Player, Black Sheep decides to go up to the faculty of VILE]
Professor Maelstrom
Black Sheep, why have you requested our audience?
Maelstrom
Hmph. To enroll?
I know I'm not technically old enough, Professor Maelstrom, but I already have what it takes to be an awesome thief. Best ever! [Maelstrom raises an eyebrow] Um, in-- in my opinion, sir.
BDr. Bellum
Black Sheep may be young, but she has had more training at her age than any recruit, even if only by osmosis.
Dr. Bellum is right. Lambsie's got gumption. I'd say she's ready to run with the big dogs.
I, for one, am not thrilled with the notion of having to endure Black Sheep's lack of manners in a classroom setting. The girl is feral.
Maelstrom
Precisely why she might be overdue for properly supervised training, Countess Cleo. And you, Shadowsan?
We are operating a vocational school, not a nursery school.
BBellum
But we've never met a case for advanced placement until now.
And last time I checked, majority vote rules.
[stands up] Black Sheep, you had better be certain that becoming a professional thief is what you truly desire, for if you choose this road, there will be no turning back.
I want this more than anything, Instructor Shadowsan. And I am willing to go to the end of the line. [bows]
Maelstrom
All in favor?
[Brunt, Maelstrom, Cleo and Bellum all raise their hands, but Shadowsan simply walks away]
[weeping] Our little lamb's gonna be all grown up!
[Black Sheep and his classmates are at Maelstrom's class]
Maelstrom
[holding a black suitcase] To properly execute a bait-and-switch, the objects should be of equal weight and size.
[Sheena opens her suitcase, revealing a huge amount of cash; she and Maelstrom walk and bump into each other; Sheena grabs what she thinks is her suitcase]
Maelstrom
And there you have the switch. [opens the suitcase, revealing the cash]
SSheena
[opens her suitcase, revealing a horde of bugs and worms] Oh, gross! What is this?!
Maelstrom
That, my dear, would be the bait.
[Mime Bomb, who had been spying on Black Sheep, mimes what he saw to the Faculty; first he begins to act like a chicken]
You are a chicken? [Mime Bomb nods and then flaps his arms] Chickens do not fly.
Maelstrom
Who here thought it was a good idea to make a mime a spy?
[watches as Mime Bomb makes bird movements with his hands] Fly the coop? [Mime Bomb jumps and points to his own nose] Black Sheep's run off with the others.
We could have quite a mess on our hands.
Maelstrom
Alert the Cleaners.
[Crackle now tells his side of the story; it starts when Crackle and the others graduate with the others]
BDr. Bellum
Graduates, you did not make it this far on your grades alone.
Maelstrom
We have been profiling you all along, to test your allegiance as well as your willingness to go to any necessary extremes.
No one or thing must stand in the way of achieving our goals.
You've earned your place at our elite table.
Now hear the true name of VILE: Villains' International League of Evil.