Jason looked around with wide, curious eyes. There were so many things he wanted to try. There was a strickt looking man there who glowered at the boy.
"Hey! No hoodlums in here. Scram."
"I'm 18," Jason insisted.
"Sure you are. Tell it to someone without eyes, punk. Now get out of my shop before I throw you out." Jason was super offended. He was sensitive about his size, but he didn't look that young.
As an act of retaliation, he surreptitiously grabbed something on the way out without the man seeing. Jason hurried out quickly and ran down the alley in case the man noticed what he'd stolen and came after him.
Well away, Jason finally took a look at what naughty thing he'd stolen.