Jasper winced as Neo spoke. His voice, she found, was unpleasant on her ears. The cussing was the main cause of it. Taking a deep breath, she moved into the hotel room, already not liking it. As far as hotel rooms went, it was spacious. But three people in it made it seem a lot smaller and adding just another one...Not the best idea. The papers spread out every where didn't help much either. Though they seemed to be neat. It a messy, spread out sort of way.<br/><br/>"Do not call her names." Her voice was quiet as she placed the food on the table. She hadn't even realize that she wouldn't have normally been able to hear his comment about Yukina from the other side of the door. While she did think the woman was dressed oddly, she couldn't find fault with that. She seemed very nice and Jasper was taken aback by the bow. "It was my pleasure." That was said a bit louder as she stepped away from the table.<br/><br/>Watching Neo eat was interesting. He just dug into his food. Yukina had a different way. Hers were much neater. The third one didn't start to eat yet. He would rather talk about the murders going on. Did they forget she was here? They must have as they continued to talk about what was prowling the streets at night. She didn't really like this sort of talk. She just wanted to pick up the bill for the delivery and get out of here. They were talking about things she probably shouldn't know about.<br/><br/>Just as she was about to ask about getting paid, Neo broke out with that rant and Jasper let out a low growl. Taking a step forward, she blinked as Rattus handed her some money. It was money for the delivery. Nodding her head at Rattus words, she stuck the money in her pocket. Before she could say anything else, Rattus was handing her even more money. She didn't count it. Didn't want too really. Shaking her head, she laid it down on the table and turned to go. Even if she still wanted to give Neo's face a good clawing for calling the nice lady names and putting that deflated look on her face.<br/><br/>"No thank you sir. I am sure the story is one. There is no such thing as truly clean money." She had seen things. Seen things that made her believe what Rattus said was true. "Though I will not accept it based on that comment alone. I do not need it sir."<br/><br/>She wanted out of that room. Wanted out now for fear of what she might do. Exiting the room, she was halfway back to the restaurant when she realized what they must have been talking about. "Oh...It was probably that thing in the bayou. Maybe..." She shook her head and continued on walking. Maybe it wasn't. She never got a good look at the thing. Something about it had always frightened the animal in her. Telling her to get away. And when it was that strong, she usually listened to it.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Unknown leaned up against the wall, resting the membership book on her knees. The phone book was beside her as well was a stack of the bookmarks the library kept on hand for its readers. Looking up names of members that haven't already died was proving to be a challenge. There weren't many left that hadn't already kicked the bucket. If the thing hadn't grabbed them, then old age had. Good thing she had all day to find one that was still alive and kicking.