Markelos looks at her. Sitting up straight and hiding the goods he possessed within his pants. Typing some more. He grinned at her. "The fact my favorite chase happens to be a woman who is full of surprises is one reason that makes her a fun girl." He says. Looking to the screen again. "Another might be the fact I can let loose a bit around the bad girl at my side currently. There is a few others but I will not be disclosing them any time soon." he looked at her again and shrugged. "Could attempt to kiss you senseless so that you are too out of it to torment your lips." he teases. He heard her laughing and shakes his head. "Geez...I prefer to be father if you are going to give me a parentage title." He teases. Shaking his head. "Good for you. I have mucho grande work to do. I will do only a bit right now though." He says. Typing away with almost inhuman speed. These fingers could hack into a security system in seconds. Not that she needed to know such secret information.<br/><br/>He trusted her but maybe he shouldn't. He didn't know right now. He was working and moving screens around. He was working on like four virtual screens that he kept moving to work on them all at seemingly the same time. He looks at her. Shaking his head. "Key apparently does not like you. She is acting very strangely. She has never been so hostile towards someone before. Not quite sure. Might need to run special analysis programs if she keeps this strange behavior up. Ones that she can't counter or stop." He shrugs a bit. "Hoping I won't have to." He says truthfully. Looking back to his work once more. "Oh I can get you clothing." He says. Putting the virtual keyboard away. "Key issue 919 operation dress up." He says. Key opened her mouth to protest. "NOW." he says firmly. The car expanded and rows upon rows of clothing appeared. Mostly female on this rack that slid behind them. "I will do just about anything to crack a case." he says simply. The outfits went from exotic to modern. He points to a lower rack that held all sorts of shoes. Most enabled hiding weapons of some sort. He turns back to the window. "Hmmm...a couple more hours and we should be at the drop off point." He says to himself. Looking back at her. "Chose some outfits. I can always get others. I am...how do you say...a master of disguise." He teases. Though something in his eyes told that he was not really kidding. He had just dropped her another clue to himself but wondered if she would even get it."