A discount was not enough. She had exactly €1.40 in her pocket, not even enough for a bus ticket. Even so, his pause was invitation enough for her. And that heat wafting out through the windows--<em>this cabbie sure knew how to attract customers</em>, she thought bitterly.<br/><br/>"What would be the right direction?" she said cautiously. But her hand was on the door, and the warm breath of the taxi's heaters on her face. No way was she backing off now, not at this point.