There she was, a beautiful woman with emerald-green eyes. Her portrait was in the style of Botticelli, always one of my favorites. She wore a deep green velvet gown in the style of the high Italian Renaissance, which suited her wonderfully. I lifted the painting down by its delicate gold filigree frame. Green code skittered across her face and leaped into my bag like so many insects as I began to download the file. Soon it was complete, and I carefully replaced the portrait and began to plot my escape.