Ain't That A Kick In The Head (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

They entered the shop and he looked around. It was rather small, probably because the station was so small.
 
He watched her and looked at the jewels and looked at the staff and looked at the loss prevention. There was a guard and one camera in the corner, had a pretty good view of the place. He stood, thinking, trying to figure out a plan.
 
She was off looking at everything else, smiling and starting to strike up conversation with the guard.
 
Was she on to him? Was she wise to his plan already? He must have been slipping a little. No matter, he would work on it. Right now, he needed a band. One that matched hers. Or as closely as he could.
 
Quickly, quickly. He looked at all the bands, looking at every size; her band was rose gold, he needed one similar. He kept looking, keeping an eye on everyone, before he finally found it. It was all black, shiny polished metal - tungsten maybe? - with a thin gold band in the middle of the ring. It was on open display, and no one was looking. With good old sleight of hand, the ring found its way into his pocket.
 
He kept looking around, looking inconspicuous, before waving good bye to one of the reps and leaving with Evianne.
 
He smiled softly and took her to the closest clothes boutique, letting her free to pick what she wanted.
 
All together it was almost 125 credits. He was really glad he stole both rings. He paid for her clothes and grabbed the bag and left the store.
 
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