"No trouble," Rue purred, casually slipping an arm through Junior's as the taller man caught back up. Personal space? What's personal space? "Rue" had a tendency to act as though it was his world and everyone else was just fortunate enough to live in it with him. "I'll simply have to accept the fact that everyone wants to get their hands on my date, and make sure they realize who they're dealing with." Rue's tone never slipped from his usual one of lazy amusement.

"Now then, darling, where shall we start? Have you eaten yet? If we could manage to find a café with a decent table, we could see what sort of refreshment they have to offer here and watch the people from a safer distance."