As the crowd began to disperse and it became evident that the house wasn't going to be searched, Erskine let himself look as though he were relaxing. The tension leaked out of his posture and he grinned at the Chihuelans. Just a little bit longer and then he could drop the ruse.

"Oh good, I'm glad we cleared that up. I'm too pretty for jail, I'd never survive."

He set to straightening his clothes and trying to brush some of the wayward lipstick from his face, although when the Chihuelan asked for names he piped right up. "Dexter Vex."

What Dex didn't know wouldn't hurt him, right?

Oh good. I'd hate to think I went to all that effort for nothing.