"Hey! He's a thief!" A woman screeched as Eliot sprints while holding an expensive bag in the busy street.

He was laughing not until he bumped into someone.

He grunted and cursed as he looked over who was in front of him and smirked as he saw a familiar person, you.

"Hey, I remember you owe me something." He mumbled talking about the time he saved you from getting robbed, how ironic.