The mage woman's motorcycle kicks up in the distance, and she races around back, full bottles of liquor in her hand as she drives with the other.  Once she gets there she gets off, pops the trunk, and puts the bottles of liquor in the trunk before shutting it once more.  She's still smiling that smile that Trish hates so much as she walks up to the woman, and offers to shake her hand.<br/><br/>"Well, you did a good job in there.  Like I said, only thing left to do is take him in to Knight Errant." she said, and tugged back a her coat at her waist to show off a nice, shiny badge... a Knight Errant badge with ATMCS inscribed on it "Did I forget to mention that it's a matter of rather public record that I'm Director of the Awakened Threats and Magical Creatures Division in the entirety of Knight Errant?  Taggart likely knew<em>damn</em>well who he was sending you up against, so don't feel too bad about what happened regarding him."<br/><br/>She doesn't seem to be lying or exaggerating either... no matter how hard you try and read her.<br/><br/>"That means that the way I'll be spinning this, I hired you as an agent of Knight Errant to investigate a hit that was placed on me, and you helped me route it out.  Luckily with my position, personal, and political power, they don't tend to question me doing things like that." she said with a chuckle, then patted the trunk of the car "Means you gotta hand in the funding that you got for 'making' your hit, but you'll be reimbursed in kind I assure you.  Also means you just made a<em>lot</em>of friends by helping save my life... and put my racist, sexist, pig of a father away for putting out that hit, once we make Taggart talk.  Best part, you get a bottle of either scotch or creme liqueur out of it, once we drive over and take care of everything!"