"The pub? But I'm - " She cut herself off at his almost threat and trotted after him obediently. "No, no, I'll come with you," she followed him up the street, sticking as close to him as she dared to, a part of her cursing her stupidity at deciding to venture down the Alley.
"What're you doing at work so late?" she asked, trailing him into the dim, smoky pub and resisting the urge to cough.