<div class="floatright">(http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/B/BR/BRO/Brown.Eyes.White.Dumbies/1194110168_enPunkGirl.jpg)</div>Sunny took a moment to adjust her sunglasses and then grabbed the girl's hand and allowed herself to be pulled back to her feet. "Thanks."<br/><br/>At first Sunny was content to be pulled in whatever the direction the girl decided they need to go, but when they drew closer and closer to the crowded Bazaar, that changed. "That's... That's a lot of p-people..." Suddenly the going became a lot more difficult for the girl, as Sunny began tugging against her grip as she attempted to skirt her way through the market without actually making contact with anyone. Sunny didn't do very well in crowded places. The girl's hopes of the venture 'not taking long' were soon dashed as Sunny's antics forced her to take more roundabout routes than intended.<br/><br/>"Um.. Y-yeah twenty. Hey, can we leave here please...? I.. I um... Sh-SHUT UP. JUST BE QUIET!"<br/><br/>A deep crimson shade had flooded Sunny's cheeks and she momentarily halted in the middle of the Bazaar. She seemed both to determined not to look at the cat-eared girl and not look<em>away</em>from the cat-eared girl. It wasn't long before Sunny had both hands wrapped around her braid once more, and she had begun rapidly muttering half-intelligible things to herself. She almost looked as though she were having a losing argument with herself.<br/><br/>The further the duo got into the crowds and the longer the whispers tormented Sunny, the slower their progress became. As they neared their destination, the girl practically had to drag her through the doorway.<br/><br/>Once they passed through the door, however, Sunny seemed to improve. The fire definitely helped. It was the first source of bright light that Sunny had come across since she passed through that first door, and she hurried over to it, letting out an audible sigh of relief.