Market Street

Angie turns and smiles at Mist as she reaches up to take her purse back. "Thank you." She turns to Jay for a second. "Want to see if you can catch him?"

"I think Ken has him, but I will go help. The shorter woman heads in the direction the pick-pocket was heading. She moves like a big cat hunting down it's prey.

Angie turns back to Mist still smiling. "Yes pockets are nice, but the pouch really draws in the pick pockets. Bait you see." She ties the pouch back to her belt. "Though I do appreciate your help."