Several thoughts go through my (furry) head at this point:
1. Do I look like I have pockets?!?
2. Really? REALLY?!? Are you on skooma?!?!
3. Midnight snack!
So I give the usual answers (including a failed intimidation attempt (REALLY?!?)) and am left with "I don't have time for this"
The thief attempts to kill me.
It doesn't end well for him.
Hmm. I wonder if the Vigilants would converse with me?
