"Well hello sir, how may I- I'm sorry sir, I don't permit smoking in my store. And if you are planning to smash any glass with that pipe, like I just saw you do to this man's car," He pointed at a man, who immediately ran outside yelling "My car! Why the hell would you do that to my car?"<br/><br/>Arthur continued as relaxed and calm as ever, still smiling. "Well, I would have to Sue, and trust me, my lawyer is flawless... may I recommend speaking with me in the back? I assure you I have something that will interest you."<br/><br/>He was still smiling, not a hint of fear on his face at this vandalizing figure before him. what was worse, he had attracted the full attention of everyone in the store, and his regulars were whispering things like "Remember what happened to the last guy who tried to break in here? He wasn't able to walk for a week!" and "This place has tighter security than the declaration of independence's casing! how's he gonna break the glass with a pipe that flimsy?"<br/><br/>Needless to say,<span style="color: #40FF00">OOC//(but necessary for the RP's sake)//OOC</span>The things they were whispering were completely true. After all, Arthur Corry was quite protective of his stuff, and being a master thief made him rich enough to afford 12 inch bulletproof glass as well as an infrared laser system and the cherry on the top of the cake: A 26% silver bullet six shooter hidden inside his jacket. he knew he was weak to silver, but he also knew he might be able to level the playing field if he ever met someone like him and he was the one to pull the trigger.<br/><br/>"So sir, shall it be the door, or putting out the smokes and looking at what I have in the back?"