[Lauv Keiko]

While he was feeding his mind and heart with everything that's surrounding him, a cool voice suddenly broke his amazement. Normally he would ignore annoyance like that, however, the man's voice was so cool it made him turn around and see who it was.
He smiled at the masked man then glanced down to see what it was he dropped, "Oh...my purse. Thank you, Mister~" he said in a voice almost squeaky. He grabbed the purse, nodded at the kind mad and walked off to the nearest small band and listened to them play a jolly tune. As he was listening, he turned his head to see if the man was still standing there or if he has walked away.
He seemed nice, but there's nothing wrong with being sure...
He gasped, seeing that what's left of his purse is nothing but laces and ribbons. He turned around, ready to yell at the man...but he was gone, the spot where he had exchanged a few words with him has been replaced by drunk men and prostitutes.
"Where'd he go...?" he gripped his purse then looked around for any sign of the mysterious man.