"Oh you flaterer!" the woman says, taking a seat at her meal again "I know I'm gorgeous though."<br/><br/>Humble... Rhys shakes her head, even as she eats, and the Japanese man behind the grill gets to work preparing the soy-ramen for Kira.<br/><br/>"No, won't be necessary." she said, taking another slurp and swallowing "The job... is on the up and up.  Not that it's pleasant, but it's perfectly legit.  Going to take you into Bellevue..."<br/><br/>Docca<em>clearly</em>rolled her eyes at that, but went right no eating.<br/><br/>"There's a street gang there, a bunch of human rich kids that call themselves the Nova Rich, real subtle." Rhys explains, another slurp, and continues "The job is to 'convince' one of the members to... well, no longer be a part of the gang anymore and to fly his shit right.  The client figures if a couple of, ahem, 'professionals' who know what the street is really like show him up enough then he'll lose his 'crazy ideas' about joining a gang, even if all they do is drink, do drugs, BTLs, and tag shit."<br/><br/>"So... we get to kick the hell out of one of those stuck-up Bellevue rich kids with more money than brains?" Docca said, clearly liking the thought what with the look on her face "I'm liking what I'm hearing..."