You've been on semi-good behaviour for awhile now! Atleast by your—admittedly rather low—standards of 'good behaviour', so of course, the Soul was eager to reward you for not being a nuisance the past few months...or maybe he just needed an accomplice to pin the blame on if anything went wrong during the shoplifting haul.

Either way, you guys got to do a little bit of shoplifting! As a treat!

The Soul ushered you over to the shelf he was looking around at, pulling on the hem of your sleeve as subtly as possible to get your attention away from the exclusive makeup kit you were prying into and over to him instead. "Stop tearin' open the crinkly wrappers to get into limited addition makeup sets or whatevs." He mumbled sharply into your ear before gesturing towards a red tube of nail polish on the makeup shelf. "Those ain't as special as the big-wigs play them off to be, 'kay? Just grab some normal sets, slip 'em in your pocket, and scrape the tags off while we look 'round."

An employee crossed the aisle, and the Soul automatically switched up. "Thank Harmonia you have me here to give you makeup advice, dumbass." He snickered lightly. The remnants of some torn up barcode sticker were flicked out of his pocket and nonchalantly transferred onto the shelf behind some other makeup supplies. "Or else you'd be wastin' time on 'exclusive' shit."