John had been planning the perfect crime for months. He was going to steal the world's most expensive pizza from the Pizza Palace restaurant. The pizza, topped with caviar, lobster, and truffles, was worth a whopping $10,000.

John snuck into the restaurant at midnight, wearing a black cloak and a fedora. He made his way to the display case, where the pizza was sitting on a pedestal. Just as he was about to grab it, he heard a voice behind him.

"Freeze, pizza thief!"

John turned around to see the restaurant owner, Mr. Jenkins, standing behind him with a rolling pin.

"Uh, I was just... admiring the pizza," John said, trying to play it cool.

Mr. Jenkins raised an eyebrow. "At midnight? In a black cloak?"

John sighed. "Okay, fine. I was going to steal the pizza. But it's not just any pizza! It's the world's most expensive pizza!"

Mr. Jenkins chuckled. "You know, I've been trying to get rid of that pizza for months. It's been sitting in the display case, and nobody wants to buy it. It's just too expensive."

John's eyes widened. "Really? You'll just give it to me?"

Mr. Jenkins nodded. "Sure, take it. Just don't tell anyone I gave away a $10,000 pizza."

John grinned, feeling like he'd just pulled off the heist of the century. He grabbed the pizza and made a run for it.

As he was running out of the restaurant, he tripped on the doorstep and face-planted into the pizza. The caviar and lobster went flying, and the truffles got stuck up his nose.

John stood up, covered in pizza toppings, and looked back at Mr. Jenkins, who was laughing hysterically.

"I guess this isn't the most perfect crime after all," John said, sheepishly.

Mr. Jenkins chuckled. "Well, at least you got a free pizza out of it!"