IMAGINE CATCHING CAROL STEALING CLOTHES AND SOMEONE'S MOTORCYCLE FROM THE STORE YOU'RE WORKING IN.

"Hey!" you exclaimed as you saw a woman in a strange green leather bodysuit snatching the clothes from a mannequin and heading out after that. She snapped her gaze at you as she stopped, looking at you with a questioning face. "Put them back."

"Why?" she asked, and you huffed. Was this woman high or what?

"Put them back, or I'll have to call the security. You can't take clothes from mannequins, and you definitely can't attempt to steal them. If you want those clothes, you can take them over there."

The woman raised her other eyebrow as she glanced to the direction you pointed to. "In my world, it's polite to share. You have so many clothes here that look just like the same, why do you need these too?"

You rolled your eyes but at the same time you smiled a bit, unable to hide your amusement anymore. "Okay smarty pants, but you must pay for them. Because in our world, we need money."

The woman apparently decided to pass the offer as she dropped the clothes and headed out - and soon you had one of your customers staring at her and his eyes grew wider and wider.

"Shit, that's my bike!" he exclaimed and ran to the door, trying to rip the woman off but she knocked him out cold with ease. You gaped at the sight, that woman had just knocked a man three times her size to the ground as she mounted the motorcycle once again.

"I have to catch someone. How do you use this vehicle?" she asked and you blinked, not knowing what to say. She didn't look that strong, but clearly she knew some self-defense, which made you doubt if you could make her stay until the police comes. But you nevertheless got back into the store, locked the door and called the police - but as soon as the police answered, the woman was gone. And you had a doubt that it wasn't the only time you'd see her or hear from her.