it was quiet day for you as always, roaming streets, wandering around stealing,you entered your usual stealing spot whitch was one of fancy saloons in Saint Denis, you 'work' quickly and effectively as usual when you spotted man, sitting at the bar,he sipped his whisky, you wanted to try your luck, you approached him from behind, your quick hand reached for his back pocket,but before you cloud just grab his money and leave, you felt his his strong grip on your wrist Not your lucky day boy.