Someone else in this equation had already had quite a bit of fun all for herself, hadn't she? Well, the last that Neopolitan had seen of anything related to this little airhead, she'd been about to stop by Malachite's bar for some much needed information and the first stop in the long road to payback to a great many people. Ruby wasn't first, but why look a gift horse in the mouth?

Still, she wasn't Cinder so there was time to play this cool. Walking forward with slow, easy, confident strides she made her way up towards the map focused girl and reached out with her umbrella. Ever so gently, she pushed on it to press the paper down so that someone could see a pair of differently colored eye staring at her with a non-plussed expression underneath a very familiar bowler cap. The tiniest of smiles followed and she waved.

What? It was always nice to be polite to someone, even if you kind of wanted to gut them like a fish.