She was more than happy to help out the blond, giving her a pat on the back and a half-hug for comfort as the brunette went about selecting her car.  What a veritable armory though they had collected... the creds were a bit more valuable to her though, all things considered.<br/><br/>"Well... how about this: you two take the cars the brunette doesn't, and take the guns since I doubt any of them use 5-7 ammo like I do, and... you let me have the credsticks as I give you my contact information, and everything ends up just great... sound good?  If so, soon as brunette there finds her new car, we'll be on our way and you two can load up and leave whenever..."<br/><br/>When she got to her car though... well, she had something in mind to celebrate with a certain blond streetwalker...