“Hey! HEY!”
It maybe wasn't smart to be yelling in a spot where she'd just made the point that it was sketchy to be sneaking around at, but Cookie never claimed to be smart. Closing her laptop over, she tucked it under her arm phone still in hand, pursuing the weird, nice-smelling creep with her heels clicking loudly in the little alley. As he came to a stop to readjust she made a brainless decision to swipe at the bag, missing my the very tips of her claws and teetering on her heels, feeling one wobble under her foot.
“Oh! H -- stop already!”