This thought gives her pause, and it takes a moment before, furrowing her brow slightly, she nods just once.

"Of course, your secret's safe with me." She didn't even know what mutual friends they had in common. Besides Stiles, anyway.

Which, well, now this puts everything in a new perspective, doesn't it. Nancy smirks at him, now toying absentmindedly with the same strand of hair she'd previously tucked behind her ear. "So d'you mind answering a question for me, then?" She doesn't give him any time to respond before continuing. "The take-out. Is that safe for human consumption? As in: is it poisoned, or will eating it allow me to return back to the London as I know it? Any negative affects other than calories?" She had to be sure, obviously, if she was going to snack. She wanted to go home after this, after all. The last thing she wanted was Fagin to have every excuse to hang on to her at all times.