Elisabeth had spent the day away from people. Away from Jubilee and Scout, because Jubilee asked questions and Scout caused them. She felt better, to some extent, after having their little talk, and she didn't feel so daft about the gifts.
Wanting a place of her own, because she was tired of intruding on Jubes, she went apartment hunting. What better way to spend the day alone, yeah? With the sun setting, she knew it was nearing the time to head back to Michael's, but she felt like one last walk would do her some good. Taking a detour through Angel's Walk, she neared the Jewelery District, eyes barely focusing on the cement before her.
It was his mental presence that hit her first and then the smell. Not a bad small like garbage, but...a mix between a hot day in New Orleans and some kind of expensive French eau de toilette. Elisabeth stared at what had to be Remy before sheer joy took over and she squealed, running at the Cajun and pouncing the man in a way that had her arms and legs locked around his body. "Vous ĂȘtes voici! You're fucking here, Remy, ohmygods, I've missed you!"