Exhaling in frustration, Eli continued on, not daring to look behind him. He knew the girl was following him - because she always did. Honestly, what was going on? Was she a hitwoman or something? Maybe she had him mistaken for someone from the mafia. He was tall, dark, and swarthy so perhaps she figured he was behind on his payments to a guy named Face and deserved to be thrown off a pier.
He nearly ran into a mother wielding a stroller, but stealthily dodged the device at the last second. The line for the Haunted Mansion wasn't very long so he swung around, making a sharp left turn, and attempted to blend in with the people waiting. Hopefully he lost her?