Anthony was not having a good time at all, what with the new arrival of this headache-inducing objectification of sensory overload (or, as others called it, a fair). Loud, annoying, disgusting, tacky, and every other negative adjective applied to it.

However, hypocrite that he was, he still went to it. Not because he wanted to partake in any of the activities there, but because of other reasons. There would be a fair amount of people there, he assumed, and as such, crowds. And with crowds, a perfect opportunity to pickpocket some idiots.

Absolutely perfect. Nevermind the fact that he hasn't done this sort of thing in months.

His not-very-carefully thought out plans were interrupted by the fact that within a few minutes of arrival, the damn place had already given him a headache, and so he just speedwalked to the nearest crowd-like thing he could see and sloppily slipped his hand into some random poor fellow's pocket.