The furry lump didn’t stir until the Dragon and the Elf had passed from sight. Then she stood, occasionally repeating the call for "Change?" as she shuffled away in the opposite direction. After a dozen blocks, she turned down an alley and approached a car, It was an expensive model, totally out of place among the debris of the alley. Showing uncharacteristic awareness for a being enslaved to alcohol, she scanned the area quickly. Satisfied that no one was watching, she palmed open the car’s lock and slipped inside.