Dear Pant Devil,
I thought we were tight, you know, friends. You swing by, steal some cheap stuff then leave. You and your thieving cronies are really starting to piss me off. You take my NP, ambush me at the Apple Bobbling Tent and steal things that I find cheap. I don't want to start getting old school on you but I might have to call in a few favors from some less than ethical friends to put you out of commission for a while. Lemme hoard some goodies without you stealing my wares.