A few months ago....
City of Heroes. Shopping district.
David Jenkins had been having a pretty good day, he couldn't lie. The sun was shining, he had gotten a good night's sleep, and insurance from superhero shenanigans meant he could get a new car. He couldn't find a single thing to be unhappy about... until he had a gun pointed at his face.
"Come on man, the money in the till. It can't be that hard." The barrel of the gun didn't waver. It occurred to David that this was his first time getting robbed. All his years in retail he had gotten lucky. "Do I need to do this myself?" the robber asked, pushing the gun into David's forehead. That luck had just ran out.
David opened the register, quickly spilling its contents onto the counter. The money is quickly transferred into a backpack, which the robber slings over one shoulder. "See, was it really that hard?" The robber lowers the gun, and David can't help but relax. There's a crack, a gunshot. If people weren't paying attention before, they are now. David goes down, clutching his arm, and the robber sprints from the store.
The robber bursts into the street, pushing his way through the crowd. "Thief!" someone cries from within the store. "Stop him!" He was starting to think this was a lot of trouble for some simple cash.