Jayee averted her eyes as Paul unfasted his belt and took off his pants. Looking back over at him as he pulled on the jeans, she smiled slightly. He looked much better now that he wasnt in the suit. Raising a brow when she saw the NY Yankees cap out of his bag and put it on, she shoved her hands in her pockets. "Havent seen that cap in a long time.." she commented quietly as if she was thinking about something. Then she shrugged and turned back to the van, sitting down again on the back.<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes at is attmept to flirt, she smirked and decided to flirt back just for the fun of it. "Nah. Its just you," she replied with a seductive wink before she leaned back and propped herself up with her hands. Letting her boots brush the pavement below. Only a moment or two afterwards, six men came around the corner carrying several boxes in their arms. "Jayee? Whos this?" Micheal asked with a disapproving frown as he set the boxes down in the back of the van. His hand tightening around the handle of his gun as if Paul was a threat. Jayee got up and touched Micheal's hand to relax it before she motioned for Paul to get in the back of the van where she had just been. "He got himself into a sticky situation and has to stick with us. Hes from the UK. Get in the van and lets get back already," she ordered.<br/><br/>Micheal gave Paul untrusting glances before he nodded and got in the van. Jayee climbed into the back with Paul and sat next to him as the van started up, heading back to the gates of the capitol. "Can we really trust him, Jayee?" Micheal asked quietly as he leaned over the back of the seat to talk to her.