Nancy frowns at him, her eyes dark. "I know how love bloody works. You don't get to tell me that, not when you and Eames hated each other last time I checked- I don't know where the hell he gets off, telling you about my private relationship."

Did all of London know she was being viciously abused by a werewolf with a temper tantrum problem? Probably.

Maybe if people minded their own business they could still stay in her life.