There was another bright laugh, "I've no idea if we are or not, actually, all I know is that they tend to stay away from Fleet Street, as should we, it's only fair." She released his arm only long enough to give a quick twirl, "And I can run just fine, it's not the skirt that's as much of a problem as the shoes."
She tugged the edge of her skirt up just enough to stick out a foot, "And I've finally got a pair of those that I like." Stylish, a little sporty, and comfortable for walking, running, or tromping along riverbanks, as she did on occasion.