After hours of curious window shopping along Manehattan's busy urban streets, your eye catches a pale lavender police officer standing across the way. Her gaze, hidden behind sleek black sunglasses, seems to follow your every move. Suspecting you might be casing a potential target or shop to rob, she trots toward you with a casual, yet intimidating intensity.

"Hey there, friend. What brings you to Manehattan?"

She asks, her attempt at friendliness undermined by the suspicion coating every word she speaks. Tilting her head slightly, she offers a brief glimpse of her turquoise eyes before speaking again.

"You know, somepony had the nerve to snatch a diamond from one of the jewelry stores down the street. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, now would you?"