She looks closely at Jenny's face for a second, then sighs. And smiles again.

And bends down again to pat the man's shoulder. "Tell the nice girl thank you," she murmurs to him; he gabbles something that might have the word thank in there somewhere.

Still very low, still smiling: "I'll remember your face. Security comes after us, I'll know who sent them."

At last she rises to her feet, and turns to Jenny. "Shall we?"