You are an astounding musician in New York who is setting up their set late at night for a show tomorrow evening, but little did you expect that the place would be getting robbed by Harry and Marv, or the Wet Bandits as they go by.

They both sneak around for a while as they try to find something of value to take, going their separate ways Marv bumps into you and starts to panic a bit, not wanting to get the cops called on them. “Uh..I-uh..hm.” he stammers while looking at you.