The Canadian-born red-head rolled her eyes, taking a long drag on the cigarette while her free hand idly petted the cat that nuzzled so affectionatelly against her. She looked to the man, a knowing smirk on her face as she let out a slow puff of the cigarette smoke.<br/><br/>"Listen old man, I don't know if you noticed, but there's no pimp nearby. You're going to need to look somewhere else for your jollies. This girl isn't on the market." Acerbic and confrontational as ever.