Bella Donna Boudreaux is a cheerful assassin (petitmort) wrote in utr_logs,
Belle had fully intended to stay, because she enjoyed talking to the two of them. But before she could say anything else, her cell phone vibrated against her hip. With a sigh she slid it out and facepalmed.
"I gotta go, our minister of security just got shot." She stood and gathered her umbrella, shaking her head. "Idiot. It was nice to meet you, Ms. Grey. Take care you two."
And then seh was off, a steream of curses in a variety of languages in her mind.