Gotta admire the fire inside this guy. The drive, the determination. The second that person called to say they were out front for a viewing the mental ticker started going off in his head. Oh shit I haven’t stolen any of this chick’s underwear yet. Obviously starts at the top drawer and strikes out with blouses and other boring shit. Maybe takes a sniff or two to see what he’s dealing with and then he strikes gold near the bottom of the dresser. Can’t see what he took but odds are they’re probably basic, white, cotton underpants. But maybe they’re silk. Maybe it’s a thong. Maybe it’s something really cool that he didn’t even know about. Who knows. That’s just the joy of the hunt I guess.