"Just me—Or is this whole thing getting a little bit weird?"
"—Might have eaten all the ice cream. Sorry.”
Chloe led her to where she had to clock out, having a quick word with one of the officers near to the front to explain. She wanted to ensure there was minimum trouble and fuss about it all. Otherwise, who knew what was going to happen. She sighed and rolled her eyes at the officer’s retort that she really shouldn’t, and should consider ‘minimum exposure’, a quick quip being returned about ‘he’ having shown much more people than her.
She soon walked back to Amy, smiling softly.
"You’ll see what I meant with that later, by the way. Don’t worry, it’s not anything bad. Otherwise that would have probably been quite obvious. I’m not good at lying. We need to get the tube so, this way, please."
She gave her another smile before she led her out of the building, ending up just outside the Tower of London.
Awkward eye contact ensures that she gives away the fact that she isn’t supposed to be there immediately, and it leaves her so far out of her comfort zone that she resorts to leaning against the wall, arms folded over her chest.
Even though she knows that the woman is trying her best, it doesn’t nothing to comfort her. But it seems, after the effort she’s put to not getting her arrested, she should at least have some respect reserved for her.
The smile she gives her is genuine, for once, and she follows obediently, careful to look dignified (as much as she can, anyway.)
"So— Odd question, but do you know where there’s any cafe’s ‘round here? I’m starving.”