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thatdarncat (thatdarncat) wrote in silverage,

Selina smirked, "Yeah, I'd say that's reason enough you're out of place,"

She kept a brisk pace, though she limped a small amount and breathed heavily. They were headed towards the...what was it called, the welcome center? Though that was, admittedly, thirty-some odd blocks away. Hmm, maybe she should just spot him some cab fare and call it a night.

This thought occurred to her just as they passed a clothing store. Mannequins in the window were dressed to the nines, in furs and Hermès scarves and - wow, the nicest blouse she had seen in a long while.

She stopped, chewing on her lip. Hell, why not? It wasn't like this kid knew who owned the place or anything.

"If you'll just excuse me for a second," she murmured, glancing upward at a grate that led to the air shaft. "I'd like to make a quick change of clothes,"