Silk booked it down a few blocks, after all, that was the trick to being a good thief---making a good and solid get away. It'd ruin the pleasure of the treat to be caught while trying to devour it. After a few blocks, the kitten immediately cut a sharp right into an alley way (a lot nicer than the one he found Bob in). He slowed his pace a bit, but ventured well into the depths of it until he found a dumpster and some smaller trash cans, where he then weaved between them until he found a nice space.
It was only then, that he dropped the trophies of coordinated hard work, and waited for Bob to appear. "You ain't half bad, Old Man." The kitten informed him once he showed up. He then didn't bother waiting, and instead settled in front of his respective corn dog, and started into it with vigor.
