"Opinions are free, but knowledge has a price. How much are you willing to pay for?" A confident but casual smile painted his face, as he sat with his book in hand.<br/><br/>The chatty group from before begin talking of cloth and other minor knick knacks, before leaving all together.<br/><br/>"Why would a simple girl like you be so interested in a crime group? Such a dangerous bunch of people. Always braking the law by stealing."<br/><br/>The leering man no longer sits at his table, having managed to slip out without anyone noticing.