"Wait...you're Graffiti!" Lily exclaimed as she took a second look at the gas mask and recognized the girl by her attire. Lily didn't want to spook her, or think that she was out to get her, so she quickly introduced herself. "I'm Lily...but I also go by Black Widow. I mean, I'm not anywhere near as good as you are, or well-known for that matter, but I can do some damage on my good days." 

Lily sat back against the seat in somewhat of a disbelief that she was in the presence of Graffiti, one of the individuals she admired the most. "Well, time for me to get past that awkward fangirl stage and take you up on the offer to walk me home. I'm not sure whether those goons are still there," she continued, looking out the window, "but better safe than sorry. As for my head, I'll just clean it up when I get home. Doubt it's anything a night's rest can't solve."

Lily got up, taking a good look at the diner just in case she was around the area late at night again and happened to be hungry. "Well, after you," she added, letting Graffiti take the lead to show her outside.