The small Niffler's senses were on hyperdrive. There were so many shinies in the alley that he honestly wanted to nab them all and stuff everything he could inside his pouch. But the crème de la crème was in Wiseacre's.

The moment he saw numerous items glisten from the window was the moment he made a mad dash across the street and snuck in as someone entered the shop. For a moment, he stared in awe. He was in Niffler heaven.

It was then he started sneakily grabbing the shiniest of items from the shelves, paying no attention to any humans that might have been wandering about the place.