[she likes the cut of this girl's jib.]

Here I was thinking I'd have to terrorize the bastard all by myself. Good to have someone around that doesn't have rocks for fucking brains for once.

[She gestures for Vella to follow her, heels clicking against the pavement.]

It sounds like they weren't that worried about the thief using 'em. If they're being sold, I guess we should take a look at some street merchants.