You flick the hook deftly beneath the handles of your target's bag and begin to haul. Your target notices! She grabs her bag and yelps in outrage! Your fishing-line breaks and you fall back hard on to the roof as the urchins laugh.
You flick the hook deftly beneath the handles of your target's bag, and haul it up to roof level as the urchins laugh and jeer. A dozen streets away, you examine your loot.
