After a moment, Joan gently looped her arm through Antigone's in silent support. "Oh you know me, I've been out and about," she said, "Attending marches and campaign meetings and so on. Never feel so alive as when I'm on a march." They walked together, unworried by the cops they left behind them sighing up at the ruined billboard. "Hey, have you heard of the Diogenes Club? If you're new in town you might not have. Special for people like us. It's not far, do you want to try it?"