The Spot’s criminal career was lackluster at best- his new dreams of achieving notorious villainy were falling short, as most of his current ideas had been. His failure to bring in money had his landlord at his wits end- that’s where you came in. “Can I have uh- one of those?” He asks pointing behind you, trying to sneakily hole-in to the cash register. Unfortunately for him his hole went straight through the counter, his hand feeling up your leg believing it to be the register.