Danica was in black again today - expensive boots over black jeans covered with a black trench. She had thought about going more...incognito, but she had found when you were trying to avoid notice?

That's when you always got caught.

She slid up behind him amongst the throng of people that pushed and bumped in the crowd, miserable day job types that were grungy from the filth of the city and the Underground itself.

Keeping just enough distance to avoid more suspicion than she as of yet wanted, Danica spoke in a low, sultry tone.

"Running your errands for yourself today?"