Eve was pulled outside, and right away Jurgen started worriedly asking about her plan. "...Taking a fall? Why would I do such a lame thing? What, you want to bet against me too then?" She replied, finding the concept not even worth considering. "Look, it's not like everyone that will be betting, will be doing so on me right? If I keep those few happy I figured the this block would be less trouble, you know?" Talking was hard...or explaining was at least. She'd rather stick to fighting. Or at least some other fun activity.

"But if you really want I'll throw the match..." She then added with a clear sound of resentment in her voice. "Anyway, what now? Any amateur arena's or something we could go to?" She didn't know if they existed, but surely there were more people like her that didn't have the money for professional fighting. After blowing out the last bit of smoke she threw the bud onto the ground and shrugged. "You're the boss, so..."