Enigma had left Stark Tower for the first time without her bodyguard, leaving Marcus behind since the man had developed a cold and needed a break for once in his short life with her. She figured she could easily make the short walk to the opera house on her own, and no one had actually tried to harm her...excluding her father and the Hulk in the days she had been in The City.
She tilted her head back, enjoying the breeze on her face before yelping as a man suddenly appeared before her. While normally Enigma would ignore or shove away such people, the fact that it was a rose, one of her hedonistic weaknesses next to chocolate and shiny gemstones, caused her to pause, biting her lip in thought.
Which of course, gave enough time for it to be her downfall.