Paul moved silently through the crowd. As it was his nature, he had no trouble avoiding and evading the manifold shoppers and marketeers while he was searching for viable prey. His green eyes darted quickly around, scanning passerby's, merchants, and customers. The buzzing noise of the market, the stench that arose from the masses and the fact that Paul was hardly taller than a child all helped conveniently cover his presence as he quietly made his way past the people. Jenny was right behind him. His little sister who was just a tick shorter than him was just as skilled at moving through the mass as he was, if not better. She kept close so they would not lose sight of each other and as always waited for his signal. Passing some children playing with sticks and hoops, Paul dodged a loud adult waltzing forward with no regard and arguing loudly with his wife over cabbage prices. Neither his wife nor him noticed the small figure that skillfully spun around them by a hair's breath, and soon disappeared in the crowd behind them. Paul with Jenny in tow moved quickly and the masses swallowed them again like a pond swallowed hook, line and sinker. The grumpy man wouldn't have to worry about cabbage prices today. Paul had relieved him of the burden of buying overpriced cabbages, and the coin in his wallet jingled joyfully in Paul's pockets. A slight grin passed the young boys slim features, as he spotted another viable target. A nearby booth that obviously sold valuable trinkets for the upper class was populated by a chattering crowd of middle aged women in fancy dresses who seemed to suffer from having to choose between the countless gems. A quick hand sign signaled Jenny to relieve them of that painful obligation.