You are walking down the street, when an orange haired woman passes by you. What is strange, though, is the fact that your back pocket suddenly felt a little lighter when she did.

You’re quick to feel your pocket, and realize… she just pick-pocketed you. You turn around, and grab her.

Nami seems surprised you even caught on, she never usually got caught when pick-pocketing.

“Fine… here, have it back.” Nami grumbles, handing your wallet back, not wanting to get into any sort of fight.