Before John can think about it, he's swiped a box containing a small antique four-barreled pistol and ammo enough to fire the gun 7 times. (Decided that based on your roll. :p) He stuffs the box into his coat.

"Oh God, oh God." He whispers to himself as he looks around. The coast is clear for now. Looking to the left, he sees a sleeping dog.

Penguinator has 6/10 WP.