Oh, Pearl has noticed him. She really, genuinely wishes she hadn't, but she has. Worse, she can tell that he's starting to approach her. A man in a striped outfit. Is she moving faster because she's horrified of a grown man in pajamas with a pillow? No. She's booting up the speedwalk because nearly all she knows about human culture is through children's television programs she watched during mom duty. And what do criminals wear? Striped outfits. And what do they always carry? Big bags of money. This man is quite obviously a criminal. More succinctly, the criminal hunting her down.

Then, he opens his big mouth. What's he saying? Night light? Is that a... threat!? Night lights? Lit? Sleep? Oh, this lingo was always so out of her league. "Oh, what a shame! Well, best of luck!" She laughs off in a tone as nervous as anyone can manage, quickly diverting off to the side to just walk past him.

Then he steps in front of her.

"Hiii-YAH!" And there goes a punch aimed directly for his gut. "Just because I'm living a changed life doesn't mean I won't fight back! Maybe you should follow my example, and turn over a new leaf, as well! I refuse to let my past haunt me any more! I'm a new woman, and I won't be going back!" Connecting her punch or not, Pearl's speech is paired with her taking a few steps back, lifting up her straightened hands in front of her like a cheesy kung-fu movie, ready to rumble.