Anya sighed as she rolled her eyes. A deflating breath of tired disappointment and impatient frustration. She didn't have time for this. 
[color=pink]"On the wall over there."[/color] Anya said lively pointing behind the woman. [color=pink]"It explains everything."[/color] She said politely with a warm helpful smile.

There was nothing there...
A simple distraction while Anya stealthfully produced a tiny concealed gun from her waistline, arm out stretched she pointed it point blank at the back of Ayems head. [color=pink]"I do need help, but not from you."[/color] and with that she pulled the trigger.
[color=pink]"Time to wake up."[/color]