You're some bald autistic guy who doesn't speak and wears very suspicious clothing at all times, and yet most people in their houses looking out their windows don't really care when they see you staring back at them. Until you leave a bathroom door open, then they ♥♥♥♥ their ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ pants and call the national guard in. So long as you don't get spotted, these idiots are easy to knock over. Worst case scenario is when the cops get called, but just run into a room with a wardrobe and hide in there for a minute. These people must be strung out on Quaaludes or some ♥♥♥♥ because their memory lasts as long as a pack of Marlboro Golds at a hipster bar.