"Just passing through." Reza would say, with barely concealed disdain for this gentleman. It was clear she had her opinions about well dressed folk. Turning her body away with a swift jerk and immediately heading in the opposite direction to where she wanted to go, she replies over her shoulder. "I don't need your directions!..." with a yell, before pausing for a moment and then continuing. ... "Thank you very much." She clearly struggles to say thank you. Moments later she disappears off into the nearest busy street. Reza would attempt to take the long way around and arrive at her originally planned destination whilst circumventing that man as widely as possible.
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