[Normally, she would leave it be, because it's none of her business. But the way he begs her just makes her thin her lips and sigh, until eventually she caves. It's not good to leave someone in such dire need in the middle of a public place... it'd just put weight on her conscience.]
Oh... Oh, all right. Stand with your back to the wall; I'll be right back.
[Rio disappears into the coat closet and starts fumbling around in people's pockets for what she needs. A key card much like her own... an old shopping list... a watch... no, not that... not that either...
Finally, she finds a small sewing kit in the pocket of what is obviously a woman's coat. Memorizing the source from which she's pilfered it so she can return it later, she emerges, then takes Larry's hand to lead him out to the garden without missing a step.]
Come. We're not doing this in the middle of the ball.
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Oh... Oh, all right. Stand with your back to the wall; I'll be right back.
[Rio disappears into the coat closet and starts fumbling around in people's pockets for what she needs. A key card much like her own... an old shopping list... a watch... no, not that... not that either...
Finally, she finds a small sewing kit in the pocket of what is obviously a woman's coat. Memorizing the source from which she's pilfered it so she can return it later, she emerges, then takes Larry's hand to lead him out to the garden without missing a step.]
Come. We're not doing this in the middle of the ball.