"I think it had something to do with her glass sculptures...I'm not sure. Dad said she used to go there all the time when she was sad. So much the owner knows her."
"Let's go in an check it out."
"Hi ladies, what can I do for you?"
"Umm...I was just wondering if you happen to know a Theresa McClain? My father told me she used to come here all the time and that she was really good friends with the owner."
"Oh yes, Theresa! She would always come visit. She was particularly fond of that swan over there in the corner. But she could never afford to buy it...sorry, I need to take a call. Feel free to look around."
"Mom must have really liked this...hey, come over here. Help me put it in my purse, quickly!"
"Are you sure your mother would be happy with you?"
"Whatever. It's just something small I want to try once. Please, don't break it. Or all of this will be for nothing."
"No, no! Don't do it! I'm not going to be a part of this, goodbye."
"You're such a wimp! Take this! I think I hear footsteps. Quickly!"
"No! I won't let you do this!"
"Shit! You broke it! Now what? I can't afford it!"
"Then you shouldn't have tried to steal it in the first place!"
"Shut up, shut up! The store owners, shit man! Here they come!"