Tino sighed to himself, looking down at someone's unattended belongings, a key to what looked to be a very fancy car sitting in plain view. "It's not even fun when it's this easy," he shook his head, but still swiped the keys anyway. "For safety purposes, y'know? There's a lot of alcohol around here..." he smirked when he realised he'd gained an observer, and dropped the keys into someone else's bag a few chairs down. As much as he liked to acquire items he wasn't a car thief, just a natural born pain in the ass.
Without saying a word, Nadia glanced his way as he picked up someone's haphazardly placed car keys. Grand theft auto never felt like Tino's speed so as unsurprised as she was that he set them back down, she smirked regardless. "I wasn't stopping you." She hesitated a second then reached inside the bag, curious as to what kind of car it was, and turned the keys over in her hand to get its make and model. "Maybe we just go take a look at it. Bring these back afterwards."

















