Korra paused for a moment as she heard the man's shoes pattering away at the cement as he walked after her. Instead of stopping to hear him out, she only continued walking, shoving her hands in her pockets. Though she did give him a chance to speak up. "What does Annie have to do with me? I dont know what's she gotten herself into now but it doesnt concern me. Im not bailing her out," she said, her voice soft and sweet even though what she said was a bit on the cold side. Under the coldness though was a tired sound in her voice, like she had already been stretched to the max trying to help out her best friend.<br/><br/>Korra was probably the newest looking stripper in there, by far being much prettier than any of the other women. But then again, she didnt waste her money on drugs, booze, or any of that shit. Before her fiance died, there had been a promise she made to him. That no matter what happened to him overseas, she wasn't allowed to resort to any needless shit. That she would keep her features as beautiful as they were meant to be, also that she wouldn't ever let any of those assholes put their filthy hands on her. Mitch hadn't been partically happy about the fact that Korra had taken a stripping job but with a few rules while on the job, he let her do it. After all, they did need the money and this had been the only job that payed well enough for the both of them.<br/><br/>Coming to a stop at the bottom of a set of cement steps, Korra turned to look at the detective. Pressing her hand to his chest softly as she smiled kindly to make him stop where he was. "This is where we part ways Mr. Detective. I wont be of much help to Annie with whatever trouble she's gotten into. I've been through enough trying to help her out. I do hope you can apologize to her for me," she said sweetly before turning to walk up the steps. The house she was currently staying in was very small, the two windows in the front had been busted out so Korra had replaced the windows the boards. Grafitti was spray painted all over the side of the house and her door didn't look like it would hold up for much longer. A lot of the white paint had been stripped off and plenty of shingles were missing from the roof. It was hard to imagine a girl living in this and still being so sweet or even nice for that matter. Usually things like this would make people sour that they were forced to live in such conditions, yet it didn't seem to bother her too much.<br/><br/>Korra quickly ran up the steps and took out her key ring, sliding the key into the door. Turning it to hear it click unlocked, she opened the door and stepped inside. This would probably be the last chance to talk to her for a while since she didnt have to work for another three or four days.