[The woman looks mildly annoyed at being bumped into but walks on. After a few steps, she suddenly stops and pats around her waist, confused. Eventually, she pulls out what look like three black metal coins strung on a white silk cord. She examines them closely before tucking them away, hurrying off in a different direction than she'd been heading in.

And then, right behind him, comes a low, amused voice.]

You fucking caught that, huh. Good eye.