[A young lady in a purple skin-tight exercise suit was probably something most people would comment on. However at that moment, there weren't very many people paying attention to her- there was an older lady in a tweed skirt with a beige purse tucked under her arm that was causing more of a stir. She was distinctly out of place with her blue woolen jumper here, but perhaps it was the aura that seemed to radiate from her that caused the problems. Something about her said near me, people die. The young man with an eye-patch and wooden leg looked, possibly for the first time ever, out of his depth.]

I see, Mr The-Gutter, thank you. I suppose I shall have to make the best of the situation as I can. Straight on for the rest of this block? No, that was all. But I've got a lozenge here for that cough if you...

[But then the man was gone, getting away from the older lady as quickly as he could, leaving her stood alone on the muddy, dirty excuse for a street]