Niesha got out the car, one thumb hocked over the pocket of her jeans, following Milo. "Cute crib. I use to hang out in one similar, until I decided I needed privacy" she said softly, falling silent as he talked with someone he knew, evidently there was bad blood between them. Niesha could see them looking at her, and she could guess what they were thinking. Despite her adult body, her face normally drew people to the conclusion that she was a push over. She smiled sweetly at them all, but as one guy drew close, she whipped out a small flip knife, and had it near the guys kidney. "You wanna step back there, mate? Or shall we see just how far this knife can penetrate you?" She smiled once more, stepped back, and caught up with Milo, the knife disappearing again.

She gave him a smile and said "I think I should be okay now" she leaned close so she could whisper to him "it's all about your attitude. Doesn't matter that I'd probably be at a loss here. As long as I act like I can take care of myself, I'll be fine" she smiled once more, hooking her thumbs in her pockets