(03-14-2021, 01:37 AM)Angus McLeod Wrote: Unfortunately for Caelan, Angus was in the bakery shopping for something to eat after a long night of drinking.  You could still smell whiskey on his breath if you cared to get that close to him.  He noticed the boy crouched and moving to the rear of the store and knew he was up to no good.  He decided to have some fun at the boy's expense.  He slowly and quietly walked up to the boy, taking out his own wallet from his pocket as he did.  He kneeled and put his wallet by the boy without him knowing it.  By all accounts, it might look like he pickpocket Angus and put his wallet in his pocket.  As he stooped it had fallen out onto the floor by him.  Smiling, Angus got up and started walking toward the constable.

As he got near him,  he whispered to him.  "Constable,"  Angus said, "There's a boy in the back of the store who i believe pickpocketed me.  I followed him in here and was going to beat him to the point of meeting our Lord, but since you're here, I believe you can help me out instead.  Would you mind getting me wallet back?"

Harrogate Tart or Sly Cake? 

Albert's deliciously difficult decision was interrupted by the customer's urgent request. 

"Certainly, sir. You leave it with me, sir.  Don't go takin' the law into yer own hands." Bert answered coolly.  "Would yer mind watching my helmet?"

Bert puffed out his chest and walked over to where the customer had said the boy was hiding.  Bert then noticed a wallet, the wallet, lay nearby. Clearly, the youth was crap at thiefing.  Bert retrieved the wallet.

"Police.  What's all this then?  Hiding from the law?" Snotty young kid. Must be guilty.  "On yer feet, yer suspected of pickin' pockets." 

Without waiting for the youth to answer, Bert grabbed him by the shirt with a vice-like hold and hauled him to his feet.  

"Outside with yer."  There was no need to do this interrogation in the bakery, so Bert began to drag the lad from the shop. No pastry today.