Lee wasn't wearing her Fallen Angel attire. Therefore the soles of her sneakers were firmly on the sidewalk as she walked out of her apartment building, one hand jammed in her jacket pocket and the other bringing a newly-lit cigarette to her mouth. The hand paused as movement caught her eye... some kid in weird-assed clothes on a... well, fuck if she knew.
"Jesus Christ, kid," she said as she got closer to him. "I know fashion changes on a daily basis, but what the fuck?" At least she had the good sense to wear her absurd outfit at night, when everybody expected the freaks to be out. Unless... "Are you new here or what?"