A small pouch was tossed onto the desk table between them. The flap opened, perfectly revealing one of the bane leaves. Greer's eyes were locked onto the pouch. It was hard not to know what the contents were. Almost everyone knew what bane leaves looked like. The world they lived in made it even more likely that they had seen it before. Of course, Greer recognized the pouch from last night as well. She had thought he...well, obviously he hadn't. "Samhr's ashes," she cursed as she took in the sight.<br/><br/>Her eyes moved over to the body guard. "Tori, I swear to the Gods, that is not mine," she said, looking imploringly at him. "I know that it probably pretty unbelievable, but it's the truth." She sighed and raked her hands over her face as she realized the horrible situation she was in. She knew how intolerant Madame was of things like this. Her only solace was that Tori had come to her to at least explain. If she could get him on her side, then Madame might not throw her out onto the streets.<br/><br/>"The guy I had last night, it's his. We were finishing up, and he was goin' through his clothes. He pulled that pouch out, asked me if I wanted one. I told him I don't do that stuff, and that he couldn't do it here. He went out of my room and came back like, ten minutes later." She sighed, looking down at the floor. "I should have come told you when he left, but he's a good client. He's never  asked me that before. I guess he..." She shook her head as she thought about it, "threw the pouch away? I don't know. I'm really not sure why he would throw those away. He could make some money selling them."<br/><br/>Laughing at Kitty, Mae responded, "It does smell a lot cleaner out here. Madame loves her incense, though." Mae led them through  Worker's Square to Ailene's, the old woman who kept a fabric and dress shop. On the way, they passed a number of people going about their lives. A few of them recognized Mae. Some of them smiled and nodded as they passed. Two different gentlemen gave her a big grin, obviously clients of the brothel. There were also a number of scowls in their direction. No one dared to speak out to them, since Madame Talamh was such a huge presence in the community, but it was clear there were people who were not happy about Mae and Kitty walking the streets.