"<span style="color: purple">Jynx, huh?</span>" Loretta said, her jaw cocking a bit to the side in thought. "<span style="color: purple">Fitting, I guess. Should've been something more like 'Vex' if you ask me.</span>" Loretta doubted that she'd call Jynx by name unless she had to.<br/><br/>Her already thin lips pursed even more when Becca mentioned 'parts'. It would certainly explain a lot, along with whatever else may come to be. "<span style="color: purple">I have my doubts about it being your fault. You could bet money on it that it's got pretty much nothing to do with you.</span>" Her words, though not harsh, were deeply cynical.<br/><br/>When Becca inquired about the car, Loretta made a crooked smile. "<span style="color: purple">Yeah, I'll let you check her out. She could use a bit of a tune up, anyway. As long as nothing gets broken, you can do whatever you like. And again, just give me a shout if you need anything.</span>" She waved at Becca before then moving to the poker table at which Tony and Darion were sitting, standing next to the rather slutty-looking barmaid wordlessly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>