Bex watched the girls. Her brain trying to go over the logistics of the plans.<br/><br/>"The car thing wouldn't work, we could let three millionaires pass in banged up capri's and pick on the ass that has loaned a Ferrari. As for working as prostitutes, that's more do-able. Men aren't going to report being robbed by three whores, out of shame and embarrassment." Her words carefully picked before she let them escape her mouth. Her eyes flicking between Fel and Red.