"Yeah? You let your Dru lead you?" Montparnasse would never let Eponine lead him anywhere. He was always in charge. He had the final say in all matters. And Eponine had to submit or face the consequence. Contrary to Drusilla, Eponine was Montparnasse's slut, his whore, his girl sometimes, his bed warmer. His. But never important enough not to be tossed aside.

"Danger?" She thought for a moment. "Yeah." she laughed. "Me, yes. It makes you feel something, no? But to give up what? And for what? What will be my prize?"