Be gracious and take her home

"Okay, you know what? As a token of good faith I will do you a small favour." She braces herself, but before she can answer, you take her out the tavern at superspeed. Carrying her in your arms, you run across the street towards her house and deposit her on the balcony of her mansion.

"Here you are, my Lady"

You supress a laugh. From Evellyn's perspective she was standing in the tavern a second ago, holding the covers as tightly as she could, and now she's on her balcony, looking at the familiar view. And while it's far from optimal at least she still has the covers, and her clothes are back inside. She looks at you, and you detect a hint of disbelief in her eyes. Mixed with a whole lot of scepticism.

"What are you up to..? Yesterday you humiliated me in view of half the town.. not to mention a minute ago... and now you safely escort me home."

You just smirk. Her inquisitive eyes scan your face to probe your intentions. She looks prettier like this, when her face isn't twisted in a humiliated grimace.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. I'm much more than a common thief. I'm also a charlatan, conartist, and a heartbreaker."

You're undecided whether you're just teasing her, or whether it's something else, but before she can blink, you plant a kiss om her cheek - just a little peck - and disappear from the premises. Evellyn doesn't even register the sensation before you're gone, and it takes a second for her to identify what the feeling was.

Evellyn's uncharacteristically lost for words. She stammers, touching her cheek with one hand (allowing the covers to slip off one shoulder, narrowly remaining above her chest) before letting out an indignant little huff, and walking inside.

Watching this from a distance, you grin, and get moving. You have a thief to find.