[Adrian was pacing in front of the pawn shop, glaring at the shop owner who he had pawned one of the rubies from the cufflinks his late aunt had given him. He realized now that it was a mistake to do that but he had wanted to get something nice for Sage for her birthday and needed the money. His sketchbook that let him speak to people was laying haphazardly on the ground, the pages open and full of his messages to Sage.
He grabbed onto the security gate and shook it as hard as he could.] Give it back! I only have twenty bucks but I'll pay the rest back in a few weeks!!