<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150421.msg6893336#msg6893336">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 08-09-2012, 21:21:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Mari<br/>In the car<br/>Cursing white trash mobsters</strong><br/>Gabi looks grateful, but keeps looking scared. According to the looks she gives to Nix-junior&amp;Co, she'd rather be dealing with the lawyers of the border controls. These guys wouldn't stop just because she was born in the USA, not if they wanted to hurt her.<br/>On the other hand, they seem to be more interested in Mari right now. The men look at her with poorly hidden dislike, which is a record. The armed gal seems unemotional right now. And armcandy-girl just stares away, visibly impressed by how many lives she could have lost if the bullets had struck her.<br/>Nix is tapping his fingers on the edge of his seat and smoking a cigar while waiting for an answer.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>Mari<br/>In the car<br/>Considering it</strong><br/><br/>Mari grabbed a bottle of the first thing in reach on the minibar before finally taking a seat opposite Nyx and spreading out. She took a quick Swig before looking up at her perspective employer and asking. "So what kind of compensation." The thought of working with these knuckleheads didn't appeal to her, but getting a chance to interview an employer instead of the other way around was at least fun. She could always say no at the end. And if things went downhill, she was sure she knew which of them to shoot first now.