James arrived at the inn, hoping to find something to eat, or someone to steal something from. Looking around, he saw that the place looked okay, and he noticed people scattered around. One such man was by himself, at a table beside the door, drinking some mead. That gave James an idea. He walked around a bit, looking at all of the empty tables and found exactly what he needed. An empty jug of mead. He picked it up, and walked toward the table that the Dunmer man was at. James tried to look a bit drunk, and swerved around a little, not going directly to the man. Eventually, he got round to the man, bumping into him, his hand swiftly taking a purse from the man and putting it in his own pocket, hoping not to be noticed doing the action. "S-sorry." James says, putting on his childish, innocent face. "I feel a bit dizzy." James started to walk away.