<b>Mary</b><br/><br/>As the man took her phone she paused - certainly not intending to follow him down an alley, but still wanting her property back.<br/><br/>This internal discussion was the only reason she was still standing there when the woman appeared - a few seconds longer and she would merely have left the place entirely and written the phone off as stolen.<br/><br/>At the woman's appearance she did a triple take, the first as surprise that the mans boss was a woman, the second that she was such an attractive and young woman, and the third with a mild blush and angry at herself for even that hint of an impure thought.<br/><br/>Taking her phone she offered a half smile "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">thank you</span>", as the music died out she allowed herself some contentment that at least they were closing at a reasonable hour - and she could hear properly again and speak without shouting.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">I'm not sure I can help really - I thought I saw something but its not on the phone, I might have been confused with the flashing lights</span>", looking around her "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">this is ... not really my kind of place ... anymore</span>" her voice little above a whisper at the last word as she looked to the floor.<br/><br/>Looking back at the woman's eyes and taking in her elegant clothes she began to feel that her own choice to grossly dress down was in error ... she crushed that thought as it formed.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff1493">I wouldn't want to put you out for no reason</span>", getting a lift sounded good and she could perhaps speak about how to make the club more wholesome and achieve some real good ... and spending time with someone polite and pleasant was a bonus.<br/>But it would be wrong to put the woman out on what seemed likely to be merely her overactive imagination.