Conals mouth twisted slightly in annoyance as the woman refused to acknowledge his desire to have his property back.<em>What is a road?</em>he thought.<em>Ok, maybe her English isn't as good as her friend's is. Wanting your own stuff back is the same in any language, I'd think.</em><br/><br/>He turned to face the other woman again. "Listen, I don't know what your friends problem is, but around here, you don't go taking other peoples stuff. If I called the Guards in on this they could probably lock her up for assault, given what she just did to me. I'm not looking for hassle, so can you just ask her to give it back to me, then I can take you down to wherever you're parked, ok?"<br/><br/>He took a look at the darkening sky, then turned back to her. "Listen, it's getting dark, and I have to get back to Dublin yet tonight. By the looks of things it's going to be fairly unpleasant, and I'd rather not be out here arguing if the skies decide to open on us. Getting soaked wasn't on my plans for this evening."<em>Neither was getting trampled and my ass knocked to the floor either.</em>he added mentally.