Cain paced back and forth, the events in the elevator confusing her . There was an obvious attraction there. They both felt it, but when she went out of her way to ensure a little privacy in the elevator, nothing happened.<br/><br/>Litterally. Nothing.<br/><br/>They stood face to face, inches away, neither woman willing to give up or take power and make a move. And now? Well now Cain was kicking herslef in the ass. This was Maggie's home. Enemy territory.<br/><br/>Where the woman had -no- power over her in the elevator, she had seemingly all of it here. She cursed herself for not simply...asserting herself...but as much of a bastard as she was, matters of intimacy were...difficult lately.<br/><br/>Her brow creased as she rubbed the back of her neck. The plan she had initially formulated now seemingly useless. She knew going into this it was a long shot. But them 4-1 odds just shot up to 20-1.<br/><br/>She had to try though.<br/><br/>She cased the room, noticing a few out of place objects here or there and keeping a mental note. She circled the exterior, oblivious to any unease on Maggie's part, and tried her best to stay focused.<br/><br/>She circled the table , then pawed at the bottle offered. She poured a generous amount into the glass, and noticed a few familiar streaks on the glass top.<br/><span style="color: #0059b3"><br/>
"I love what you've done with the place.." </span>She pointed to the smear of obvious seminal fluid. She had loaned LiLi out to enough men to know cum left streaks if you didn't clean it right away.<span style="color: #0059b3">"Cum-dump chic isn't really how I had your decorating style pegged, but I guess it's far more realistic than my hopes of Cat-o-nines and ten gallon hats."</span>She sighed whistfully , offered a knowing smile , aand deflated into the chair opposite Maggie.<span style="color: #0059b3">"And not a single service boy to be seen..."</span>She beamed before she downed the entire contents of the glass, and winced. It was a shit card to play ,but Cain couldn't afford to hold on to her Aces just 'in case. ' . Her lips smacked together, her voice hoarse<span style="color: #0059b3">"Nice..."</span>She coughed, poured a second offering and set it sailing towards the business woman. She pulled the bottle to her lips and downed a large portion.<br/><br/>Even as much of a drunk as Cain was, she was obviously nervous. She knew she shouldn't be drinking when she needed something...but damned if the tension wasn't killing her.<br/><br/>She reclined in the chair, anxiously bobbing her knee up and down. She swallowed thick and stared at the older woman for long silent moments, before she produced a thumb drive and started to toy with it.<span style="color: #0000b3"> "I need your help. I'm willing to pay for it. "</span>she tried to keep her voice from quaking but it was obvious the girl was worried.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0059b3">"Information. Creds. Names . Exact locations and plans to rob yr ass blind for the next seven months. "</span>she stared at Maggie, never blinking<span style="color: #0059b3">. "Sensitive Ethorian information.</span>" She cracked a garish smile,<span style="color: #0059b3">"Whatever you want, I'll do my best to get. Shit, i'll even throw in some weird sex shit for free. </span><span style="color: #003366">"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0059b3">"I'm here to play nice. I think even you know how rare that is."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>