I never created Batman TAS characters.
The sight of a diamond necklace caused Wendell Lewis to smile from ear to ear. A pretty for a poverty-stricken man. He wiggled his fingers near a woman as he followed her. He snatched the necklace and admired it. Wendell heard footsteps prior to a new frown. After blinking twice, he looked back.
Two men glowered and focused on Wendell.
''Return the necklace to the woman this instant!''
Wendell began to scowl at the men. He never had valuables when he was a boy. He barely had enough food, clothing, shelter, etc. Wendell stepped back. His scowl remained. ''Never!''
Wendell turned and ran by the woman. New footsteps never caused him to look back. There was another glance at the necklace.
One new smile formed on Wendell's face. He saw one alley, but the men were too close. At least based on their footsteps.
Wendell's eyes were wide the minute a fist struck his back. He winced after he fell forward and contacted the ground. The necklace was released. Wendell sat up and watched while one of the men lifted the necklace.
''I'm going to find the woman and return this to her,'' the man said to his companion.
The other man nodded. ''I'll wait for you here.'' The man began to glance at Wendell. A corner of his mouth went up.
He held up a palm and punched it. ''You won't steal anything again!'' he said.
Wendell stood before he fled. He refused to look back.
Eyes settled on a sewer before it was entered.