"You look like shit," Selina observed bluntly, an amused smile on her face as she eyed the employee behind the counter of the jewelry store she so happened to be robbing. She had a silver ring twirling around her index finger, imbedded with diamonds and styled with gold—so impressive it’s gaudy.

Being Catwoman, she was smart, calculated. But she didn’t know that all of a sudden, a jewelry store had an employee there at night, and not just cameras! Honestly, what type of fancy place does that, it was ridiculous. Totally. Night shifts sucked, especially when she was trying to rob said place with a night shift. At least the employee seemed nice.

A moment passed, and then the employee just simply asked her not to take the ring she had. Selina’s eyes narrowed and she said, "you are aware I’m Catwoman, right? That’s kind of what I do." She pushed her goggles up to her forehead.

After the employee simply pointed at a stickynote on the empty place in the case Selina had stolen from—there were two other rings in there, silver with two different designs and both with diamonds. The note said, remake for Ms. Fronwell. add more gold. make the twist more outwards, and remake? What, were the other two rings for this Ms. Fronwell as well?

Well damn, Selina really hated feeling guilty. She thought for a moment before she put the gaudy ring down and snatched the box with the other two, "I’m taking these two, then." She turned back and looked at the employee and frowned. "But you should, y’know, probably sleep. It’d make things easier. Just give up the night shift, you know?"