Michael narrowed his ice-blue eyes at the boys as the girl explained what happened. "Alright, just so I have this entirely straight," he said, regarding them cooly. "You came in here and stole perfume, messed with this young woman, claimed reverse racism which doesn't exist, told me it was because you 'weren't Spanish' which means you are the racist ones, and then you lied to a detective about it? Do I have that all correct? I'm going to need to see your IDs. Now." He made a few more notes on his notepad, letting them stew for a second...
"Unless," he said, "you just pay for everything, including the perfume, and leave here with one hell of a strong warning. Ball's in your court. Do you feel like paying up and apologising to this young woman, or taking a trip downtown so all of this can end up on your records?"