My, she had a tongue like a knife. It intrigued him, yes, but how was he going to get that attitude out of her? No one would buy such a feisty one! Well, maybe someone who liked that kind of thing, but he would probably have to sell her for cheap just to see it happen, and that wasn't going to happen. No way was Otto going to go the bare minimum with his business, no sir!<br/><br/>"Well then, if yer gonna be a pain in my behind, fine!" Digging his hand into the old saddlebag of the equally old horse, he soon procured the earlier mentioned handkerchief. "Now, shaddap!" With limited flair, he crammed the ancient fabric into the girl's gapper. At least now he could have the ride back in peace! Forcefully leading the girl behind the bushes, he soon found his semi-trusty steed and bound the girl's hands to the saddle. Giving her a cheeky grin, he told her "Have fun walking the whole way" and gave his horse a good kick between the ribs, sending it off towards the rotten city he had the pleasure of calling home.