It was the 90s future, when computers were boxy but mystical.
We were planning a small-time heist, but a monkey knocked on our door. When we closed the door, they picked the lock demonstratively and entered.
They kept being annoying and messing with computers, but after a while they left.
Epilogue: We had a loved one who had some mystical fate, but died suddenly. She came to us looking for photos of her old life. Now she drilled/flew through nature, converting it into technology.