"You play straight, I play straight." Sam answered her, nodding, but neither confirming nor denying that he'd close her out. Another AR object flew through her commlink's augmented reality - her "advance". Enough to get a few sets of clothes, unless one wanted trés-chic. No high-tech, of course, but then, hightech clothes like those she wore were usually traceable. Hers had the labels burned out, which could be suspicious in some areas.<br/><br/>Cherry panted, but made an effort to calm down. "I think you'd look good in anything. But you'll need a casual look, and one for the beach. And a dress." Her cut-offs showed a damp spot at her crotch, which she had missed so far.<br/><br/>"Any preference for your new ID, name-wise?" Sam asked.<br/><br/>