They weren't exactly the signal words, but they were close enough for his type to be able to remember.<br/><br/>Before she could react as planned, he tugged her down from the stool and made their stumbling way toward the shabby bar doors.  Her parasol caught on one of the brawlers, clipping it from her hand as he dragged her away.<br/><br/>"No!  Stop!" Kiew shrieked, whipping her head from side to side.  She pulled her hand away, but it seemed her kidnapper's grip was far too tight to release her.  As the two burst into the dimness outside, the pink-clad Companion asked breathlessly, "Where are you taking me, you brute?!"