Me Steal? No you must be mistaking me for someone else. [Yoriko/Steiner]

He had been back in town for maybe a few days now, his time in Vastime, and spent traveling the globe coming to a major close the moment he had stepped back in Karakura. He had missed this place. The bustling of the town and its happy citizens, the mixtures of different cultures and ideologies, and the businesses that littered every street with propaganda on bill boards, light posts, and big digital screens. He had missed the city and though he looked out of place in it, dressed in a mix match of small town clothes that he had bought before making this trip, he still felt perfectly at home within the masses that were mulling around him.

"How much time do I have before I make a trip to the Vanguard base to make things official?", Steiner said to himself as he looked at the ancient watch on his hand, noting the time, and nodding his head. He had time to at least visit his favorite restaurant that sold the most exquisite cakes and sweets. Mind you he wasn't too big on sweets, but today was a celebratory event so he would make an exception just this once. In fact as his mind drifted to the restaurant he began to salivate. Just how long had it been since he had been there? It felt like months and in his mind that was just one wrong that needed to be righted.

So he marched with purpose, not skipping a beat, navigating well known waters, dodging and weaving through clusters of citizens who were either trying to make it to work or had places to be. It was almost like he never left, as the sights, sounds, and smells were all the same to him. Even the people he was nimbly dodging and swaying around were all too familiar to him as he had taken this route many a time when he had been less him and more the other guy. He remembered the route being much harder for his de-powered form to handle, but now as an individual of the opposite end of the spectrum this traffic was easy.

He even managed to pass by areas that he had struggled at by merely crescent stepping, a form of Chi Human Shunpo, through it without disrupting anyone. Stopping for a few seconds to deposit a little bit of pocket change into a homeless man's hands, he turned to look across the street at his favorite sweet shop in all of its glory. "Bless you, sir.", said the homeless man as Steiner walked casually over the street waving back at the man as he reached the other side. It was at that moment that he heard the sound of Shunpo, turning around for a second, and seeing a young lady holding a basket of some sort he scratched his head, but thought nothing of it. "Must be about as hungry for a good cupcake as me!", Steiner exclaimed as he stepped into the shop as all hell broke loose.

The man who had ordered the honey buns began to flip his proverbial shit over having his things stolen, demanding a refund, and demanding the to see a manager. The waiter stood his ground, listening to this man berate him in front of a good fifty people, and trying his best to calm the situation down. For Steiner, he couldn't help, but feel sorry for the waiter. He had been in this situation when he was younger and less experienced. He had to work at several places, doing odd jobs, and working as hard as he could to make a living while living in the city. He stepped up, mostly feeling sorry for the waiter, and began to try and defuse the situation. "What is going on and is there anyway that I can help?", Steiner asked politely, putting his hands up in a way that showed he meant no harm.

"My honey buns were stolen and now this waiter won't refund me my money.", the man said as he put his hands on his hips while glaring at the waiter. Steiner paused, remembering the girl with the basket, and then looked back at the man, asking a simple question as he did so. "Were your honey buns in a basket?", the man paused as Steiner asking this and then nodded his head without saying a word. "Alright, keep him occupied...I will get this problem sorted out.", Steiner said to the waiter quietly as he ran outside, and began to use another Chi based technique, Jiaodian, a technique that honed the eyes to see in greater detail.

Seeing faint traces of spiritual energy, Steiner began to crescent step, and try to chase after it. He could only hope that he could capture the thief before the waiter got a black eye or the police got involved.