Zitka sighed at the mention of knowing the two. "Yeah... I'm sorry about her. She's a little ill in the head, y'know? I think her mother dropped her a couple times as a baby or something. I'll be sure to tell them, thank you. And if you ever need an odd job done and can pay, send word along to *insert bath house name and location*."<br/><br/>After exiting the bakery, Zitka slipped into an alley and checked the pouch she swiped. She grinned as she saw the amount in the pouch, reminding herself not to let Gered know. The kitsune easily climbed up a wall and onto the roof. After a minute or two more of walking, she caught up to Gered and Ahri.<br/><br/>"Well,<em>that</em>was interesting. We're going to have to get Ahri some clothes she just can't tear off." Zitka said, then held up the bag of baked goods. "The manager said he's sorry about getting angry at you two, and that you can come back any time... As long as Ahri keeps herself covered properly that is. Where do you want to head to next?"