She was nice, way nicer than Billy would have been if someone had bumped into him because they were more concerned about their burrito than where they were going. Or maybe she just really understood the importance of a good burrito. She was pretty too, in the way that it seemed like half of Darrow was, which was to say incredibly pretty.

"Uh oh, now you've done it," Billy said as his dog began to sniff her hand, tail wagging furiously. "You've shown him some attention, now you'll have a friend for life."