Athena tried to go inside a store and "borrow" some clothes.

“Warning, your current heart rate is 131 BPM,” Widget helpfully informed.

“Yeah, no kidding. I need to find something to wear, or I’m going to melt out of shame. I’m already sweating bullets!”

As if calling out to Athena, a neon store sign shone across the fog. There was a studio, well, more like an atelier, just across the street, belonging to a prominent fashion designer.

“I could use a new change of clothes!” Athena hurriedly rushed to the shop. The door was open, and the place was a mess. Paint, leather, cloth, everything was everywhere. Athena had to watch her step to avoid recoloring her toes by stepping into the many easels lying about.

At the other end of the room, there was a beautiful golden dress calling her out.

“Yesss! Now I can just “borrow” this and-“

“Aaaahhh!” a mousy girl with dark blue hair yelled when she caught sight of the naked Athena entering her shop. The girl backed away to the other end of her store, dodging mannequins and a wayward piece of fabric to push a grey button under her desk.

“Oh, come on. I’m not that ugly.”

“G-get away from me, thief!”

“Hey, I’m not a thief! I just want to borrow some clothes since I’m nak-”

“A perverted thief! The worst kind of thief! Stay away!” The woman crawled to hide under her desk, only her hand sticking out to keep pushing that little button.

“I’m not a pervert!” Athena shouted, causing the woman to whimper and hide further under her desk like a hermit crab. “Maybe I should tone the chords of steel down a bit…” Athena held her hands up to look as non-threatening as possible.

“Ah! The pervert is trying to flash me into submission!”

“What? No! Look, I'm terribly sorry... I've gotten into quite a strange situation. Would it be alright if I borrowed something to wear for a little while? I promise it will be returned to you as soon as possible,” Athena said, channeling her inner lawyer instead of her inner jock for once.

The woman didn’t reply, but she slowly crawled out of the desk… only to repeatedly slam her finger into the button once more.

“… Wait, don’t tell me that’s-“ Sirens began blaring on the street, and a police car parked in front of the atelier. A familiar-looking cop came into the shop. “Shoot.”

“You! I warned you!”

“Y-yes, and I’m sorry. I went in to see if I could buy some clothes, but the owner is a bit… scared of me.” Athena pointed at the woman crouching under her desk, the one staring at her as if she were a demon.

The police officer sighed. “GET OUT!”

“I’m not going to jail, am I?”

“OUT!”

Gulping, Athena walked away from the shop with the police in tow. The exasperated officer climbed into his patrol car. He lifted two fingers, placed them over his tired eyes, and then pointed them at Athena. “Second Warning. Don’t let me catch you again!” The patrol car speeded up again, leaving Athena coughing its dust.

“Fine! I don’t want you to catch me anyway. Shesh, you would think they would be gentler to a poor damsel in distress. Well, at least the fog is gone... Oh no, the fog is gone!”

Event: Tricky Atelier.

You venture inside an atelier to try and grab something to wear but must convince the shocked seamstress to help you.

Difficulty: Medium.

Result: Critical Failure. The seamstress is horrified and calls the police. Lose 2 DP and go back to the nearest police station behind you and resolve the event.

Police Problem Card: Nothing to see here.

You haven´t broken any laws, but the cops don´t quite buy that you aren´t up to mischief. They let you go with a warning.