Or more like they didn't get along with her. She had pretty much given up on doing anything else but ordering them around because of it.
The man minding them walked off a few steps, muttering something under his breath. She couldn't make out the words, but she was pretty sure it was an insult. Then he stepped out onto the edge of the street, and waited for a cab to come by.
It took longer than Vivi was used to.