Teresa found herself pinned against the wall but didn't mind in the slightest. She held back a grin as she responded to the kiss, her arms slipping up the back of Benny's shirt, her cold hands tracing patterns on his skin. When he pulled back, her eyes were full of mischief and she laughed. "Just about," she agreed with a wink and gently pushed him back, stepping out from where she was against the wall. She kissed him a few more times before slipping the scarf back in her pocket (it would be foolish of her to wear it just after stealing it) and walking out of the alley, her hand taking Benny's again.