Evan pondered the thought, “Hmm… sooner rather than later eh?” He figured that was her thinking when it came to their silly little bet. Especially as she had called it happening sooner, he only thought dead of night when everyone was asleep would have been easier. Well it wasn’t easy to escape them so to speak. “I tell you what, [i]if[/i] she tries to run at her place and you win, I’ll take you out to dinner. Your choice, plus that tenner.” He winked at her as he continued to drive. The rain didn’t seem to be letting up, but he quite enjoyed it sound of rain hitting against his car. Driving in the rain was always enjoyable for him. “Something with more pizazz?” Evan chuckled at how she had worded it, like this lifestyle was glamorous but he could understand. He doubted Damian allowed her to do much when it came to the business especially as she was pestering him for something. “Well, I’m supposed to be doing something tomorrow if you wanted to join? I’m sure your brother will have his hands full so we can always sneak you out.” “Firstly! Rosebery pub!” Smiling as he pulled into a car park the sign visible for the pub she had suggested. Grabbing his wallet, he moved leaning over the chair and pulled open the glove compartment box in the car, rummaging around he grinned as he found some sort of voucher. “I thought I still had it, fifty percent off food and drink” Shoving the voucher in his wallet he got out of the car being quick to lock up and flee to the shelter of the pub. Even though it was raining he had been lucky to not get soaked, but he had chosen a parking stop closer to the pub. Holding open the door to the pub for Rowan he followed inside feeling the warmth hit his skin compared to the outside. The lighting was dim, but it gave the cosy feeling. Picking up two menus he moved towards a booth and sat down handing Rowan the other menu, “Although I don’t know why I’m looking at the menu, that chicken sandwich you mentioned sounds great.” “Might as well enjoy it, as you said who cares if we are late. Especially as you seem so [i]confident[/i], you’ll win.” Stretching his arms behind his back he began to relax in the pub, he was always on edge around Damian. Though he figured there was more to it than fear of disobeying orders. “I pity her, trying to run from your brother. Imagine him running after her.” Shaking his head at the thought he glanced down at the menu seeing if anything took his fancy. “What do you want to eat?” --- Iris listened to him as she continued to stare out the window, watching the weather change and seeing the rain start to pour. She wasn’t listening properly because she was thinking on ways to get out of this, ways she could try to escape. Was it worth it? What would even happen if she did? Frowning slightly, she had heard him explain who he was, it didn’t surprise her. Her father had started to deal with some shady characters as of late, even though he had tried to hide it from her she wasn’t stupid. After all she had been his PA, she knew the ins and outs of who he met with and when. “I don’t think you’re the only gang he has dealings with.” Iris was however quite thankful he had been answering her questions, he could have just ignored her the journey, but he hadn’t. The idea of packing what she wanted made her think, [i]as long as it fits in the car[/i]. Perhaps she could get him to help her move things to and from the car? Then whilst distracted she could make a break for it. Her backyard had an alley at the back of it which led into town, perhaps she could use it? “I’ll need help, if that’s okay?” Glancing over at him she knew this could go one of two ways, “Just to take things to the car. Make it quicker? It’s getting late and I’m sure you want to head back to your home.” Hands had started to fiddle with the end of her sleeves, fingers fraying the fabric, it was a nervous habit but who could blame her. Her whole life had been changed in the space of one meeting. Any other questions? Think on it she did have one burning question that she was itching to know. “How much was I worth?” Whether it was a good idea to know or not she couldn’t help but ask, she wanted to know just what kind of price her father thought she was worth.