William wanders around the pizzeria, with a shady but mischievous and devious grin on his face. He looks around the empty pizzeria as he sneaks over to the backroom to grab something and walks out again. He seemed to be holding some big cardboard box.

As he tried to run sneakily to the corridor, he looks to the left to spot you watching him and froze to stare at you blankly as if he were a toddler that were caught red handed.