Raleigh's staring at Joel, at his hand, and the spark on his fingers. Her eyes skip to the guy, but he's already backing away, and it seems like the crowd's suddenly decided that it's a non-issue anymore, since they've started going on their seperate ways -- minus the tourists who are gawking at their cellphones and the video they caught of it, but even they are heading off.

"I- I didn't think that was going to happen," Raleigh breathed, finally looking back at Joel. "I'm sorry, I should have... figured out what to do, I guess?" Handled it? Something? She's got no idea, but Joel coming to her rescue isn't something she'd been counting on. "Or just left, and let him just... be.... like that. I don't know." She winces as she shifts off the parking meter, and Oscar's winding around her feet, rubbing against her good leg after that surprisingly big show of bravery.

"Good boy. Good boy, Oscar. You're a good boy." She bends to rub his ears, then she looks back up at Joel again. "... What do I do now?" She doesn't know if he'll have an answer, but he might-- something Raleigh dearly could use some advice about.