Letting out a small yawn as she walked in shortly after Locke, Canta scratched behind her left ear, as it gave a twitch from the feeling. Glancing around, she was rather glad that it was actually clean, meaning the after-crew actually did their job for a change, which she chalked up to her 'persuasion' to either get useful or get lost. Trailing the male in-front of her, the shape-shifting jackal followed him up to his office, padding in quietly after him. Sitting herself on his bed, she got comfy, smiling and laying back a moment, tail hanging off the bed, swishing about. "So, Boss, what do you think we should expect tonight? Rather new, not very well known, still working on getting everything and everyone we need...I admire your drive sometimes." Getting up, she swayed her way to his desk, leaning on the back of his chair as her arm draped down, over his shoulder. "Still, I'd probably follow you through hell and high water by now. Best job I've had in a long while, nice place, good faces...and I think you in general might not want me leaving yet," She said, a light grin on her face a she murred, just looking over his shoulder for right now, while they were still empty.