Chell didn't have a great sense of smell, but she COULD navigate a city better than her hunter peers. She was still more comfotable in the open ocean, but, someone had to be slightly responsible.<br/><br/>SHe quickly made her way to the underduct, where she last heard Steve was hanging out.<br/><br/>"Hey, Stevie!" she called out, one hand on her shapely hip. "It's your lover Cheeeell!~" this was of course, not true... but Chell didn't get to make many jokes, and she didn't really mind Steve... though sometimes she called him 'Stevie-girl'. Again, crude humor, but fond nonetheless.