Anastasia stepped away from Jareth's car and tossed out the inedible remainders of her meal, smiling at the offer. "Sure, I'll give you a call sometime. Thanks for the advice and everything." With that, unaware that he had noticed her slip-up, she waved goodbye and started walking down the street again. No point in running on a full stomach.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Montresor rolled his eyes and sipped from his glass again, pushing her hands away. "You're not too far off, actually, but don't go looking into it too much. I'm not exactly a danger to anyone but myself. Besides, Anna's in pretty much the same situation, so you'd be ruining a good thing."