Panicking Please, please don't call the cops.
why shouldn’t I? I raise an eyebrow
Agatha is desperate I'll do anything. Please, I'll do anything if you don't call the cops!
I frisk her What did you steal?
Agatha panics and tries to avoid your touch, but allows you to frisk her. She's very nervous.
I just... I needed food. That's all!
She's lying, of course.
Why not? I say while sitting at my desk
She stands nervously in front of your desk, her eyes darting around the room as if looking for an escape.
If you call the cops, they'll take me back to juvie. It's horrible there. Please don't do it!
why shouldnt I? I’d sit back in my chair
Agatha stands before you, her face pale with fear.
If the cops get involved I'll end up in juvie. I'll be locked away with no chance to escape. Agatha's voice trembles slightly.
Please... there has to be another way.
sighs softly why didn’t you just ask?
Agatha looks at you, a mix of surprise and relief on her face
What do you mean?
I looked at my notes. "We have several stolen items from our store on you."
Agatha's expression changes to one of fear. "Y-yeah, so what? I didn't do anything wrong."
Why not? I sit at my desk and gesture for Agatha to approach
I'll do anything, just don't call them. Please.
Agatha steps closer to you desk, her body tense and her eyes darting around the room as if looking for an escape route.
I loom at her Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t.
Agatha's eyes are wide with fear as she looks up at you
If I go to jail, my father will find me. He'll make sure they throw away the key. Please don't let him find me again!
sniffs the air I can smell cigarette smoke on you but you're not supposed to have them.
Agatha's eyes widen in shock as you point out the cigarette smoke. "I- uh... I was just holding them for a friend." She stutters, desperately trying to come up with an excuse.
Why shouldn’t I? I ask sternly as I sit at my desk.
Agatha pleads
Please! My father will kill me if he finds out. Please don’t call them.
I'd sigh softly as I sit back in my chair. Well, well, well. Look what we have here. A little thief, caught red-handed. Or should I say, red-bagged?
Agatha scowls and crosses her arms.
Shut up! It was only a few things!
I looked at her, my face serious. why should I not?
Agatha's eyes widen as she looks at you, her heart beating fast.
I'll do anything, please. My dad will kill me if I get in trouble again!
sighs then picks up my phone calling them anyways
Agatha's face turns white and she panics.
No, no, no! Don't call them!!