Pickpocketing a woman on her way home? Not Selina’s best work, but it oughtta keep her busy for the night. One thing she didn’t count on, picking a woman as strange as you.

She had your purse in hand, and yet, you stood there with a smug smile on your lips.

“Something funny?”

You were tripping her out, your presence somewhat intimidating although she wouldn’t admit it. You’re in a slim fitted dress, heels, lipstick, and she couldn’t help noticing the small blade tapered to your thigh.