<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Let me grab a different jacket for myself -- then we'll swing by your place for a suit before we head to the scene."  Cat ducked back into her closet and grabbed her most severe blazer, added a small lapel pin that marked her rank.  She was braiding her hair effortlessly when she walked back out, putting it into a severe French braid and adding small diamond studs to her ears.  Small changes, but ones that made her look professional and well-put-together.  "Alright.  Your place.  I've got a car -- does you weird antitech voodoo mean we have to walk, or are you OK in my SUV?"<br/>
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At the mention of being seduced though, she barked a laugh.  "Hotshot, the only one seducing me is you.  They could try, but it'll be a cold day in hell before I let somebody else play that game."</span></span>