Shit. [ Murphy lets out a breath, an audible sigh, relieved to see that Raven is here and not taken. ] For a second I thought -- [ He shakes his head, doesn't even want to think about it.

Quickly Murphy shoots a look over his shoulder, hoping to God that no one decided to follow him. He doesn't immediately see anyone and directs his attention back to Raven. ] Here, I had to steal this because I can't buy shit either. [ And tosses her a scarf. It's one of those infinity types, where you can easily just wrap it around your neck without the worry of it slipping off. ] Shit always ends with us having shit around our necks.