"I don't know..." Mary Jane replied tearfully, though she reached up to wipe at her eyes and brush any wetness away. "Just some guy, I think. He wanted my purse, and when I tried to get away without giving it to him, he caught up with me, did this, and...and took it before running off." She let go of a mirthless laugh, shaking her head. "It figured that out of all the dangers in this city right now, I'd be mugged by some regular loser."