i'll give you all i've gotjust spare me your time & i promise you won't want to leave
While most people find it ridiculous to agree to a fortune reading by a Jollin, they find themselves unable to resist. Robyn pulls a stack of cards and a crystal ball seemingly out of nowhere (all for show, of course), and proceeds to read the person's 'fortune'. She secretly finds it hilarious how people believe her. People are quick to believe anything, she realises, because they all think that they are special, and take no notice of sweeping generalisations. And some people just want to believe the lies that Robyn tells them: I see a great wealth just around the corner, you'll meet someone very special next Monday, your grandfather says that he's okay and not to worry about him . . .
Not content with just pilfering the single gold coin she requests for her services, she also tends to pickpocket her clients. Robyn reasons that if they're that stupid to believe in fortune telling, well, they deserve it. It's too easy; her clients close their eyes to choose their tarot card, they stare intensely into the crystal orb, and while they do that, it takes Luca less than 15 seconds to extract goods from their pocket. Robyn and Luca have it down to an art, making it an elaborate game. Robyn mentally times Luca as he steals from her client; his record is six seconds flat.
What is rather pesky and annoying is that Robyn's supposed fortune-telling powers are spreading; rumours of a little Jollin who can accurately read your future are whispers being sent on the wind through the countryside. Being nothing more than a fraud (like most fortune tellers, Robyn thinks to herself, but that's beside the point) Robyn is worried that one day she will be exposed. But for now, she - and her clients - are more than content to keep fooling themselves.