"I really don't mind the rain." She explained, poking her hald with up-turned palm out into the murky weather, as though to catch it in her palm.  "It is, comfertable for me.  But we should take a cab, it would be faster."  She looked down the way at the line of cabs appearing from what seemed like no where.  "Hurry, or we may not get one!"  She took off like a led shot, her heels clicking on the slicke ening cobblestones.  As she drew nearer and the cab driver saw her comming, she slowed.<br/><br/>She laid her hands on the door of the cabin that was third from last.  There were a few others who wanted it, almost as badly as she apparently.  Because when she turned her burning gaze toward them, most slunk further down the row for a seat in someone else's cab.  The driver inside smd something in a language she didn't understand.  It worried her a little, but she tried speaking to him in the tongue of Romani and he seemed to understand well enough, although her dialect was a little broken.  Something like, "wait for man comming."  The cabby nodded, and she stood in the frame of the handsome and watched through the rain for her partner.