"Ah! Please, come hither! Strolling through the streets and taking our minds off things is an important part of our profession!"

Don Quixote strides through the alley, beckoning you to follow. Reluctantly, you comply.

"Hm... Midday certainly brings out the crowd. Aha! Look yonder! A brawl, perhaps?!"

As you and she walk out of the alleyway... Two people, surrounded by a large crowd and appearing to fight, come into view.