Mirta looked around the lobby more than a little uncomfortable at being here, her hand resting near her jacket, ready in case she needed it. Being this close to the place where he lived. It bothered her more than she would ever let on.
"No, Its okay. Just...tell me where to drop this stuff and I'll be out of here"
She looked up as the guy brandishing a comic bounced toward them, the bouncing of course stopped when he saw Anya's eye. It was probably not as bad as it was going to look but it could have been worse. A lot worse.
She stood awkwardly to one side while the guy, probably the boyfriend fretted, wasn't her place to explain it to the guy when Anya was perfectly able to do it herself. But fierfek she wanted out of here.