"'Ello."
Alfendi froze at the greeting, seeing no one at one point, and then suddenly noticing the brunette in front of him. He recognized her, by her eyes, the color of blood, and her hat, orange and bright, like her smile. "Lucy! How are you?" He chuckled as she took his outstretched hand.
As she rubbed her cheek against the the sleeve of his white coat, she smiled up at him. "I'm okay. I met with him today."
They kept pace with the others walking along, and something struck him. Who was she taking about? The name was on the tip of his tongue. Andrew? No, not Andrew. "Ah, yes! Adam!" His sudden outburst of realization amused his partner, who tightened her grip on his fingers.
"Almost startled me, the man did." She explained, "Can you believe he tried to snog me? Got me ont' bed too. Rotten man." She felt anger towards her assailant, hatred, and made it very clear that she would never forcing him for what he did.
A thumb grazed her fingers, loosening the tight hold and comforting her in her rage. Poor girl, almost raped by such a vile creature. "Certainly his dying breath will have him regretting that decision."
"Oh, he will. In 'ell where he won't be missed."
So sure of herself, it made him snicker. It was odd to see Lucy so upset with somebody, since usually it was him, or Potty to be precise. Almost out of character of her, but she had a good reason to be upset. It almost prided him to see her act this way.
"Smug look on 'is face too, like he were on top of t' world, smartest man ont' planet." Her rant continued, and no matter how much Alfendi tried to stop her, she just kept going.
Until she snapped.
"Had him begging and bleeding by t' time I were through. He's never going to bother anyone but t' dead now." She huffed, finally letting Alfendi go.
"Good riddance then." Was the surprising and nonchalant reply from Alfendi. He let out a breathy laugh, pulling her to him with an arm over her shoulders. "Don't ever let that man touch anyone ever again. It's what he deserved."
Tilting her head slightly, Lucy asked, "Wot about you?" Surely she was referring to his day and how it went, seeing as he had asked about hers.
Right?
"Swell. I met with a woman named Robin, who did well to please." For a split second, he had a dreamy eyed expression before his darker personality took control, a smug grin on his face as he spoke, "She thought I was a simpleton with testosterone induced desires. Believed I was actually in it for the job. Her and her skimpy wing costume. I was careful in poisoning her as well."
"Perfect!" Lucy praised, spinning around in a small celebration of her own.
Potty cackled in response, knowing high and well he did perfect.
A nearby car screeched its radio as the duo walked by. "Looks innocent enough, doesn't it? But sometimes there are dangers involved that never meet the eye. No matter where you meet a stranger, be careful if they are too friendly." It announced before the car sped off.