Hunter: Luke, as you hurry to catch up with your friends you come across a wagon full of goods in the middle of nowhere, pulled off to the side of the road.  As you approach, a merchant appears out of the bushes, obviously tending to a call of nature.

Luke: I kill him and steal the wagon.

Hunter: Out of curiosity, what are you going to tell your friends?

Luke: The truth.

Hunter: That you killed a merchant and stole his goods?

Luke: No, that I found this wagon in the middle of nowhere.