You Seal The Deal Poorly

She looks at you. In her eyes, you see fear and hesitation. This is going to be a cakewalk.

"No. I don't think that's mine then. I don't have a baby." Her eyes harden and she turns away from you. Her she crosses her arms against her chest, but her foot taps nervously.

"That's not what your backpack tells me, miss..." You say putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Kim Tsukuki" she says coldly. she swats your hand away from her body and takes a step back away from you. Perhaps you could have handeled this a bit smoother by being less forward. "And I told you already it's not mine. Go find the real owner."

"Look," You said "I'm sorry if I insinuated. I saw you leave the bag though. I know it was you. I don't know what the deal is, but you don't have to be worried I think it's weird. I understand." Her eyes light up for a second, but then return to searing anger. "Look, I'm going to leave the backpack here and go. If it's your take it. If not...I don't know someone else will."

You drop the backpack to the floor, and make a big show of walking away. Naturally, you don't actually do such a thing, instead hiding behind one of the tables and turn back to watch.

"The bitch..." you mutter. She picks up the backpack and then walks out of the bodega in the other direction. You consider following her, but perhaps it might be better to let her simmer and try talking to her about it another time? Why did she pretend it wasn't hers? Besides the obvious reasons, of course...