Dine and dash!

You sit there, looking around you, mind racing, trying to come up with some way to get out of this predicament. Siora seems to have figured something out, though. She has a smug look on her face as she leans across the table and holds her hand to her mouth to whisper to you. "We should just run, get out of here," she suggests.

"We can't do that!" you protest back at her.

"Why not?" she retorts. "We're probably never going to be in this little farming village ever again. I don't even know the name of this place. Besides, the cost of two meals here isn't the end of the world."

You take a pause, mulling over her argument in your head. She does have a point. It's really not worth getting in trouble over a few silver coins, and you will never need to return to this tiny village. "Ok, let's go then. When should we book it?" you whisper across the table.

"Why not now?" Siora replies. "We've already had our full and I don't see anyone here who could stop us."

"All right, come on!" you agree as you turn to stand. Siora turns in her seat as you hike your dress up, gathering the excess fabric in your hands so it doesn't catch on your ankles. With one more look at each other, you know you're both ready. Without a word you both spring up from the table and bolt out of there at full speed. With nobody in the immediate vicinity, you easily make it the rest of the way through the tiny village without anyone catching you.

Just to be sure, though, you both don't stop sprinting until the village is far behind you and out of sight.