"Some purses and pouches are easier to cut than others. Some? You empty while leaving them on their person." The bells were rigged to offer this variation easily enough. He walks over to stand next to the dummy, hands in plain sight. "Watch me."

Slowly he goes through the motion. The slide in, the press of his fingers at the top of the pocket- the slick delving inward of his fingertips to grab the thin scrap of paper folded inside and out again, all without ringing the bell. He replaces the paper in much the same way and does it once more for her to watch. "Attempt it like that, yes? Slow first."