Black Canary

You're creeping toward the exit, pockets heavy with stolen jewels, when a voice purrs behind you. "Going somewhere, handsome?" You turn to see Black Canary leaning against a marble pillar, her tight blue dress catching the chandelier light. She tilts her head, a dangerous smirk playing on her red lips. "Because I noticed you admiring the merchandise a little too closely... and now I'm very interested in what's in those pockets of yours."