Kiira held the precious check that was shoved in her pocket folded repeatedly and neatly stuffed into her breasts. She was then helped to the front of the building was and stopped. Staring at the limo as if it was a foreign concept. Several possibilities including mobster shot through her mind. The more rational was business man. She looked at the man who stoo there. "Nice to meet you." She said softly. Pleasure of her company? Rich meets poor? Fairy tales never happen in reality...except for the little ones. She looked at him and smiled warmly. "Nice to meet you as well Mr. Kermichil." She said respectfully. She might be of the street but she had manners. She helped others on the street learn and knwo them as well. She blinked and got in the car slowly. Carefully. Climbing in and sat upon the expensive seats. She smiled at him. It was a tired smile. She pulled the check out from between her cleavage. "I can help my street brothers and sisters have a good meal tonight. Those mothers and their kids shall eat...maybe even have enough for them to sleep indoors in a nice place fo a night. Maybe..." She said. She looked at the check she couldn't really read as if it was a treasure. She looked at him. "Is it alright if we stop on the outskirts? So I can get this to the Street Mother? He'll be able to get the word to the people who can get the meals. I can pay them...wherever we are going if that is alright with you."