Faced with the equally distasteful possibilities of pissing off their resident asshole noble and facing the clear and present fury of someone they know can beat the crap out of the first ten of them to reach her, the crowd starts to bleed people from the furthest edges.  By the time Ling is done, they're mostly gone except for a few of the die-hard supporters and His Snootiness's personal minions.  And they don't look really happy to be here either.<br/><br/>"You insufferable wench," he cries out, pointing at Ling.  "You need to learn your place!"<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, I <em>like</em> him,"</strong>Urvasi says.<strong>"Can I designate him tonight's special friend?"</strong><br/><br/>From the way she says this, it doesn't sound like her doing so would be at all healthy for him.