"You uh, fleeing I guess?" Coco comments from around her ecig, but ultimately it was a rhetorical question she never intended to have answered. "Nevermind; slow down a bit we're not going far:"<br/><br/>Coco threw out the location across AR - she assumed the woman could see it - and it was 2 blocks down from where she'd met her original employer, but it was of course quite rude to bring random strangers to the meetup. She figured Lottie probably wanted to get the fuck away anyway... couldn't blame her really.<br/><br/>"Also, here's... fifty nuyen; go buy yourself some fluids with salt in it before you pass out," Coco said as she handed over the -somewhat battered - credstick that she'd had as a just in case. "Don't know if you have cash or not; just being nice. Rare, I know."<br/><br/>'course, Lottie had her number - and she'd hopefully get Momomi's too just in case - so perhaps she'd see her again... for now though, time to get paid, then... sort out what she's going to do.