Jenna turned and glared at him again, "He doesn't come in till tomorrow...and the horrid park is you best bet"!

She seemed almost offended that he'd insulted her park, in fact she was. There were no women only shelters in this city, that park had been her saving grace for the time she'd been here. The police kept it patrolled, and protected people when they were attacked. Not that she'd ever been attacked there. The men who lived there were all old and quiet, they were the sorts who had ended up here full of regrets. Not like the cocky ones who thought the world owed them everything, and definitely not like the anarchists that were coming in tonight. No the men in the park were the same sort of man she was talking to right now.

Jenna just shook her head, "Look...just come with me...I'll find ya a bush to sleep in or something.."