Who is that masked, skinny dude that smells faintly of espresso beans?

If he had landed with his downward hand in a fist–and broke some pavement–maybe he could get away with calling it an Iron Man landing. But no, as it stands, the surveillance teams watching this footage later are going to be arguing about whether or not their Morebucks store was just burgled by Scarlett Johansson.

I am living on the mean streets of Albany, California for the next few days. My next sit will be in Richmond, but that doesn’t start until Friday morning at about 4:00 am. I’ll be taking care of a Boxer named Rollie.