IT WAS ON A TRAIN

That's me bottom right.

This woman was fancy…she was a true gem in a field of dirt and soot and grime.  Fur rested atop her shoulders and against her back, a strange hat wrapped around her head, and her neck was adorned with white diamonds of the sea - it was clear she came from a family of means. It was also clear that she was following me.  I allowed the follow for a period of time, but it started to annoy me…and, as such, I quickly turned around and began following her.  She, startled very much so by the change, walked heavily in the opposite direction.  Periodically she would glance back to see if my progress had increased, decreased, or stayed the same.  Then, chance presented itself to her, an escape…just as she was passing one of the many lavatories, the door opened up and a very large man stepped out, as did the scent that lingered in the restroom… without thinking, i'm sure, she jumped into the lavatory and shut the door, clicking the lock sideways.  The smell exuded even into the hallway so I cannot begin to imagine the rank, suffocating fumes that swirled inside…i knocked very loudly just to scare her….then I left.  I'm not sure how long she stayed in there. Poor girl…I feel quite sorry for her.  Although, I'm sure our game of cat and mouse will continue shortly.  Poor girl.