A few young hoodlums and cage rats are chatterin about a rash of recent break-ins amongest the well-to-do burgs of the cage.
Hoodlum: "Werds'round da'streets that some "well'te'doo conies got their cases peeled by a group cross-trading cutter. Made-off gud witout one single sod scanin'em... "
Tiefling rogue: "Ye dun say? Sounds'em cutta's are well-lanned... "
Hoodlum: "Aye, that's da'dark of it"