"I don't want anything," she countered, "least of all, not from you. And this love nonsense? Mon Dieu." She shook her head and then veered, hoping to lose him in the crowd. She ducked and wove through the mass of bodies that crowded the walkway. She flit about like a dragon fly on the loose. And then she found herself sort of guided by the way the people swarmed, using the grace from her dancing to her advantage. She was nimble on her feet and seemed to know just how to get lost in the crowd...

And then she was expelled into another street, except she had lost her bearings. She was slow enough to be followed at this point, and she would end up leading them both deeper into the streets of Whitby for who knows how long? At one point, she needed to slow down, then found herself in front of a rather elegant edifice. She frowned and tilted her head back, taking note the sign on the door.

"The Diamond Pony," she repeated out loud. It was the biggest brothel in town and she had no idea that's what she was about to duck into while she thought she was in the clear. And duck in, she did. And the Madame, seeing the beauty slipping inside seemed to hone in on her.

A girl like her would bring in a fair amount of coin. She approached the young woman and welcomed her in with a sweet greeting, before guiding her deeper into the heart of the building. "Come, let's get you settled. I have a proposal for you..."