The girl's grin got wider.<br/><br/>"Prove that you aren't a masochistic lesbian with a fetish for skinny little innocent maidens such as myself," she retorted, briefly doing a thoroughly lousy imitation of an upper-class British woman.<br/><br/>She turned away with an elegant, eloquent little shrug.<br/><br/>"You coming or what?  Good gal, bad gal, I'm the one offering to lead you out of here.  What choice do you have?  Besides, if we stand her arguing the Ladies will show up and those frosty bitches are no fucking fun at all."<br/><br/>The streetlight giving Sunny shelter chose that moment to go out with a sad little popping noise.