"So, darling, anything else?", the girl asked, a hint of boredom in her voice.<br/><br/>"I don't think so. Actually, yes. Why here, of all places?"<br/><br/>A laugh answered him before anything else. "Where would you hope to meet me? At a nice, cozy cafe? I like this place. It's good enough for a conversation. Nobody can see us, nobody can hear us. No harm in that. And if we do get caught, we can say we were doin' the nasty here."<br/><br/>The man stiffed a laughter. "Here? In this hellhole?"<br/><br/>"Oh, yes, baby. I've got a thing for weird places. Anyhow, since we're done, let's go. Are you going out first?"<br/><br/>"Hell, no. I ain't turning my back on ya."<br/><br/>"Oh, God. He's scared of me. All right, scared cat. I'll go first."<br/><br/>With these words, the girl stood up and waved a good bye, using a dark and apparently unsafe staircase to get back on the street level. Oblivious to the fact that she had been tracked all the way there, she stopped a few steps away and lit up a cigarette. Not too long after, two men left the same place and took the opposite direction, without looking back at the girl.