Morene simply holstered her gun and pulled out her cellphone. Smirking as she dialed a number. "Yes, Morene here. Send a crew down here at..." She smirked and gave directions to the laundry mat. "It's a real shit storm here and getting hot." Hanging up the cellphone as she put it away as well. Simply walking from the wreckage towards the laundry mat. Clearly bemused by the entire day.