"The ones where I'm only there to get them off," she said, cringing at the straightforwardness that the curse operated on. "Suffice to say, it's not a very high bar you've got to pass." She smiled over at him, unaware. Truthfully, she always expected people to side with Fagin over her. Why would they?

Nancy's smile quickly slid into a frown as they approached the dark doors. She could feel the bass from out here.

"A club." She said as she was sliding into line with other girls who were, actually, wearing far less clothing than her. Not that she was judging. Honestly, she's pretty impressed with Killian's decision. Already, people were starting to look at him, and glance her way with jealousy.