He stood against the wall, arms crossed as he watched the thieves run around to pick pickpocket random people. That was when he noticed something, they were using one hand. Hadn't he taught them better? With a grunt, he walked up to them.
"You're doing it wrong!"
A few of the thieves looked up at him confused, as if they didn't realized what they did wrong. One of them bravely asked, "What do you mean? We're still pickpocketing them."
La Volpe narrowed his violet eyes, "No, you use two hands!" When he only reseived confused stares, he explained, "This way you can get the money faster and have time for other stuff."
It didn't take another hint for the younger men to get it, and the thieves smiled before nodding.
"Now, let's see you try this again."
The one who'd protested just minutes ago nodded again and turned to the first person, who was a slender woman, and reached into her breast pocket, and though he only took a few seconds, and the woman was more shocked than everyhting, he came back with a grin.
"See?" La Volpe leaned back against a wall with his arms crossed, he'd have to let Ezio know. But then again, maybe he could let him catch on. "Now you have time for fun stuff."
"Sei proprio un uomo vecchio pervertito, La Volpe." Another thief chuckled.
The master thief crackled a grin, "You're just finding this out?"
The younger rolled his eyes and walked away. The other's following. Leaving La Volpe to chuckle to himself, he had to always help them with the simplest things.