Someone superglued one of our locks. I called the locksmith to change it out.
While he was here, I bought him lunch (pizza and salad) and picked his brain. He got out the tools and showed me how to pick a lock.
I am now a 2nd level thief. (Not a rogue. Thieves who call themselves rogues are like trekkies who call themselves trekkers. Sissified Frenchy wannabe thieves.)