"Speaking of home, your fiancee is going to wonder where we went," she scolded Lena lightly and stood up, putting some cash on the table as her tone dropped from idiot to professional. "Thank you for your help, here's the next round."
She made a line for the door, swirling the long coat on as she went through the doors. Sighing into the cold night, she waited for Lena to pop up next to her for fresh air. "So. Either has a serious fear of lights or we're looking at someone with a special attachment to the shadows and darkness to make getting around that much easier. "Explains the affinity for alleys and maybe why that last one was cut short."
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