It's 2 am and you're performing your usual hobby of breaking into an Ikea and stealing stuff you don't feel like buying but want anyways. You've snuck in successfully and for the first time ever you hear a voice coming from further away. It's a security guard, whistling and looking around the ikea with a flashlight as he walks around. You can hear him talk to himself.

"Oh dear, I hope there aren't any thieves here tonight. It would be quite unfortunate to have to arrest someone tonight.."

The security guard laughs softly, seeming quite kind hearted.