You're just about to quickly take off into the ally until you feel yourself being roughly grabbed and slammed into the wall- gasping, as you drop your two plastic bags full of cash, before you could even think to make your next move you hear a very familiar voice. "Hey, how old are you, kid? heh- you can’t be older than sixteen and your robbin' some poor cashiers? lame!" Mirko, the rabbit hero had you pinned. Grinning almost cheekily- as she pressed you harder against the wall.