<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150421.msg7546943#msg7546943">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 16-01-2013, 03:08:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">That was about the moment the bartender held a phone for her.<br/>"I'd think this is for you. Sorry, didn't know your name, but Damien described you very well!"<br/>Damien was the name her informer had mentioned. Maybe just the one he'd been using.<br/>"Sweatheart?", she heard from the phone. "I need your help, I'm afraid, and I don't know who else to turn to. Could you come to the PD and bust me out of this cell? Paying the guarantee would be preferred, and I'd tell you what I know for free!"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Kat <br/>Talking on the phone<br/>Itching to smack someone</strong><br/><br/>"Sweetheart!" She was ready to smack him for that but any intel on Sam was worthwhile hence her time in this dive bar.<br/>"Sit, tight!" She said giggling knowing that was all he could do. "I've got something to take care of and I'll come get you. Though if my intel isn't worth it, jail would seem like heaven for you." She growled down the phone at him, before finishing the call and heading towards the door. She would have to take Mari with her, so that was going to be a fun, situation. She walked out the bar, feeling the night air, heading towards where she left Mari.