Walking through the streets of London, you notice a scruffy looking girl bumping into lots of people. Every time she bumps into someone, she apologizes and continues walking. But it's really suspicious. And she comes over to you. She gasps slightly but bumps into you, too. You feel a hand enter your pocket, but it immediately retreats. The girl blushes slightly.

"Wot are you lookin' at? I did't mean to bump into ya. Sorry I s'pose."