"I'm Nicolette." she smiled, though the sight of blood on his shirt made her wonder what one earth happened when she was out. He seemed preoccupied with something right above her head. She tilted her head upwards, but didn't see anything. 'Huh, wonder what he's looking at...' she thought.<br/><br/>Niko jumped with surprise at his sudden outburst of 'being dead' and 'facing the grim reaper'. She stared, dumbfounded for a moment until he finally relaxed. "Wait... Grim Reaper? What?" she asked, then shook her head. No need to get him any more riled up. She looked at her shoes, which were now bloodstained, and blushed at his response. "Thanks, but..." she looked him in the eye, "I hope you have another change of clothes, because we probably both look like we came from a chainsaw massacre." She walked out of the alleyway, glancing form side to side to see if the street was crowded. Thankfully, it was past the time people usually returned home from work, so there were only a few people walking around and they wouldn't mind the two of them. She turned back and smiled, nodding, "Come on, I think we have some clothes at my place that will fit you."