"This man here stole from my shop," he pointed to the items in Theseus' hand. The demi-god laughed until he was out of breath. "I may have been returning them to you from the little shit who dropped them. I don't think I will now." Courtesy. No one had it these days. It was kind of sad.
He whipped around from the grip the shopkeeper instantly getting defensive. "Look he's going to run!" Theseus finally gave a good look the the cop mounted on the horse. He dropped the items with his hands up. "Cuff me" he said with a high brow. That would be one way to get out of this. This time Theseus wasn't lying, which could be his best chance to getting out of this.