"You don't have much, do you?  Disappointing.  Esther will pay your insurance, then.  It's all part of her interest, isn't it?"  She clapped a gloved hand on Esther's shoulder, and smiled to her partners at the table.  Riz loved being the one calling the shots -- and she loved when business went her way.  It was too bad this all had to happen topside, under the sun.<br/><br/>"Let's go, then, yes?  It's too warm up here, and I'm anxious to get back home.  Jaimee, if we untie your ankles, you won't do anything stupid, will you?  I'd rather not have to drag you through the streets.  You'd get all dirty.  Like Esther."<br/><br/>Either way, Riz was ready to go, and she didn't intend to linger.  She'd have someone drag Jaime along if she really had to, but -- unless Jaime did something to stop them -- they'd be leaving the restaurant in short order.