If I was to make a movie about this, I'd call it "Team spirit". I already have a tagline : "They were a team, but only had one spirit, so they had to share it among themselves".

Scene 1 : a pair of masked robbers going into a club in Sidney. They run in weilding machetes, ordering the people at the bar to lie on the floor, they are in control of the situation, everything has fallen silent.

Then, something happens.

The robbers, after standing still with an expression of complete disbelief for a second, are fleeing in utter terror for their lives. One runs to the back and crashes through a glass door, jumps from a 5 meter balcony, runs through a bowling green. The other one escapes through an exit behind the bar, only hit the floor *hard* from being tackled a couple times when emerging from the back roller door and trying to run.

So what, was it... Was it JARSH showing them his warface ? Noooooo, they would have died instantly. "First one outside gets a free beer" contest ? Come on, that doesn't exist. A flying green octopus ? CLOVERFIELD ? No, it can't be, I had them for dinner with some fava beans, and a nice chianti. FLFLFLFLFLFLFLFL

The something that happened is called "The Southern Cross Cruiser Club". This club is *their* club. Remember kids, failure to notice 50 bikers having a good time in the bar they regularly get together in can, and will, get you in even more trouble. Maybe those two thieves needed glasses, but I would place my bet on them needing a guide dog instead.