Lara hmmphed. "I haven't exactly been staring at your arse. How would I know if they do what you say? And the comics Bryce convinced me to read had you as a photographer selling your prints to the paper."
She caught movement out of the corner of her eye and stuck her arm out, clotheslining the woman who'd jumped out of the adjoining alley. She sighed resignedly. Really, was it too much to ask for a little law-abiding?
"You think I'm beautiful, eh? I'm not so sure I am. The air of bitchiness I exude tends to make me less attractive in most men's eyes."