"Well, not getting arrested requires you to follow me." she said, patting her bike as she plugged herself into it, not jumping in just yet but the way her eyes refocused it was obvious she was seeing the AR interface "Do<em>you</em>know anyone who can get you a top-quality fake SIN for your comm, sheila?  That's how you keep from getting arrested; you keep the 'job' separate from your 'life', literally.  Figure in doing that we could frag some gangers in the CZ in the area..."<br/><br/>She chuckled a bit at the idea, shrugging a bit after.  Maybe the alcohol had a minor effect on her...<br/><br/>"Seriously sheila, what else do you need to know?  At this point how about you tell me what's confounding you and I fill in the blanks..."