“Stop right there!” Avery blurted out in an insistent demand, one hand thrust forward to point an accusing finger at them as her blue eyes narrowed. “If you think you’re slippin’ out of here before we get ten pictures first you’re outta your damn mind.” Just as suddenly as it came her look of malice disappeared and the costumed blonde - disguised by a silky wig and fresh coat of green body paint - happily traipsed forward. “You know I have to document everything. Now smile pretty and say, ‘Avery’s my favorite’!”

Nikita tugged on the tied off end of her braid as blue eyes darted up and down both ends of the street. In the two hours she’d been wandering the shops just to pass some time she couldn’t have gone more than a few blocks from where she started... so why on Earth couldn’t she remember where her car had been parked? Huffing out a breath of frustration, not to mention a few curses grumbled quietly enough to not be heard, the blonde turned to head back in her previous direction and nearly knocked into the person behind her in the process. “Oh shi-- I am so sorry,” Using the edge of her hand to shield her eyes from the sun she stared up at the man. As familiar features slowly began to take shape a smile began to instantly form across her lips. “Ethan, right?”