"Then you won't last long on these streets," she answers simply, as though it was a mere fact of life. And in this city, it truly was. With that, she lifts her hand, delicately delving her fingers into the tightly packed crease of her bosom to produce one of her cards. In two fingers, she offers it to him, waiting patiently til he takes the card.

"But you might last a little longer with me." She smiles just slowly before she steps back. "I'll see you around, Doctor."

Tugging her fedora neatly over her eyes once more, her hands slip into the pocket of her coat; scarlet nails a rare gleam of colour in the otherwise dank alleyway. A slither of a smirk can be seen upon her lips as she slowly turns away, walking down down the middle of the alley, her heels following each other a perfect line. She kept on going til her body became little more than a silhouette, only to be devoured by the rolling steam and the inky blackness of the night.