Eleanor lifted an eyebrow at the lady in front of her as she stumbled backwards and almost stepped on her expensive shoes, waiting to watch the middle aged fairly short woman babble out an apology before righting herself all over again.
She did and if she hadn't then Eleanor would have said something.
"Yeah," she responded with a smirk. "You could say that." Eleanor grinned at him a second later, just like a jackal would once it had its intended prey in sight.