<strong>Anya</strong><br/><br/>"Out of my way!" Anya lightly pushes the confused looking April to the side a bit as she strolls though the crowd, only briefly glancing at the menacing painting.  Once a few paces ahead of the other girl the blonde places a finger upon her lips in thought and then turns around to look at her, "Hey...you...where the heck are we sapposed ta be going anyway?"