[ Jinx watches this entire procession with interest from her spot a fair distance away to avoid drawing unnecessary attention and spoiling Sebastian's ruse... whatever it is. her eyes narrow, brow wrinkling suspiciously as she squints at his approach to The Mark; this isn't exactly the kind of heist she was imagining in her head... clearly they have different ideas about what this entails, (no shit, he isn't a mindreader??)

admittedly, the whole thing is pretty damn smooth. Jinx is no stranger to pickpocketing and it's practically an artform in Zaun - and for a guy who works as a butler to some high society Piltie shit... it really is unexpected. 'athleticism' this may not be, but hey, it's something? sure does go to further the whole mysterious air of intrigue Sebastian's got going. she's Curious with a big C, yeah. yeah.

so when he dangles that monocle, his trophy, Jinx reaches out to pluck it right out of his hand enthusiastically before placing it to her left eye, patting his upper arm encouragingly. ]

Stand up job, Jeeves! I knew you had it in ya! Didn't doubt you for a second.

[ ignore the fact she sent him out on this task because she doubted him, that's beside the point. ]

You know, your showing was so good that I've got something even better for you.

[ she leans in as she says this, and there is a gleam in her eyes that suggests

this is mischievous, incredibly illegal, and fun. ]