When you were younger you used to be very poor, so you often went to different shops to shoplift. A shop you particularly stole from was a small magic shop run by an anthropologist cat witch. She had lots of different magic items for sale. You used to steal them to sell them yourself. Now you‘re older and not poor anymore. You also don’t really remember stealing things from her as a kid. So you go to the marketplace as usual to buy things. As you entered Elizas shop, she quickly locked the door and put the sign on closed while you‘re not looking. As you go to the register she looks at you with a death stare