He yipped in agreement, clinging to her shoulder, his hindclaws digging in to make sure his ninetailed ass was supported, but otherwise he seemed comfortable on his bird-like perching spot.  He only got off when they got into the car, not wanting them to die in the process of traveling, but immediately hopped on when they went to pick up the dry cleaning and pay up the 100 nuyen.  Suit in the car without hassle, it was on towards the nearest gunsmith's shop, or department store for ammo for that matter.  Regardless, finding such things aren't difficult... and it's just a matter of what she wants to do next...<br/><br/>(Everything for now is price as listed for Regular Ammo and all normal-day things, list what you get and deduct the price from your nuyen total ^_^)