"Promises, promises," Gretchen quieted down for a moment as a couple walked by, a little too close to the alley for comfort. But they were huddled together against the cold, hurrying on to their destination and didn't even glance away from their destination. "Please," she scoffed, stuffing her hands in her pockets and wondering who the hell thought fingerless gloves were a good idea and for that matter why she'd bought a pair.
"If we get caught, it's clearly going to be because someone can't bypass a simple security ward. Not because I happen to be in a chatty mood."