It really, really isn't the sort of attention she wants. Anyone who'd come to her for any reason, blood, sex, drugs rock and roll, was going to be hanging far back. But thankfully, she didn't have to tell Officer Lance to shove off.

"Thank you, Officer. I'll do what I can. Maybe I'll see you at the station." But not around. That was a sure way to imply that she was indeed a prostitute.

With a quick wave, she took off, walking towards the bus stop as she'd promised. Maybe she'd have better luck on the other side of the Thames.