"Okay, you got me.  Look, let me just explain, I-"<br/><br/>In the moment the shop owner actually pauses to listen to the explanation, Jean makes her decision.  Judging by the look on his face, she has seconds at best before being reported, so she drops low, and makes a break for it, heading for wherever the crowd is thickest.  Maybe she could get away, maybe not, but she did NOT want to get caught again, and end up at her dad's house, maybe under lock and key this time.<br/><br/>Jean dashes and ducks into the crowd, hiding from pursuit as best she can, slipping between shoppers with an easy grace, almost enjoying this race as much as racing a stolen ride...<br/><br/>((Need any rolls on that?))