"Oops, I'm so sorry," she murmured after accidentally colliding with a random passerby. It would be just her luck that her sunglasses slipped off and she could only hope that maybe they wouldn't recognize her, or that they'd be kind enough to pretend they didn't.
Sylvie let out a small squeak as she abruptly made contact with the female. Not a moment had passed when she instinctively bent down to retrieve the fallen sunglasses. It didn't take long for her to register that they were expensive glasses--not that Sylvie spent a lot of money on sunglasses, but she did spend a lot of money on upscale things. Whatever the female had done in order to have such lavish sunglasses, Sylvie knew the girl had to be hustlin'.
With a new-found respect for the female in front of her (after all, working girls have to stick together!), she gingerly handed the girl her sunglasses. ❝ Sorry about that. Gotta be careful with those, yeah? ❞
