Kate was lost for a moment, letting the deep rumble of the Marauder's engine course through her entire body, that at first she didn't notice Shev come to stand in the open drivers door, glaring at her pointedly. His accent  was even more clipped with his obvious agitation. Shifting her hot dark gaze to him, her hands continued their slow practically sensual stroking of the steering wheel as she purred a low response.<br/><br/>“ Oh, you're right big fella. 'Zis iz not a toy'. This is a Marauder, with a Cummins ISBe4 diesel engine, a cruising speed of up to 75 mph, and a double skin monocoque hull with the strength to stop up to STANAG 4569 level 3.............Sir........”<br/><br/>Kate simply stared at Shev for a few long moments after her speech, her exotic features pulled into a coy grin that brought forth a gleam in her dark eyes. She was lovely, no doubt about it, but in a dangerous way. The quiet arrival of Nydia didn't phase her, and even the words from Kyle didn't make her move right away. Shev's intensity didn't scare her, but she was no fool. So finally, with a low chuckle and a subtle wink to the Russian she lifted her hands off the wheel in an 'I give up' gesture, and simply slid over to the passenger seat, her gaze locked out the window, her final word still holding humor. “ Shotgun.” As annoying as it was she was part of a team now, and Shev obviously held seniority with this vehicle.<br/><br/>Her turn would surely come.