If Alice had been drinking something, it would have been all over the interior of of the car. "My apartment is what?" She spoke as Minerva kept on going. She turned to Ubon, asking the question again a bit lower, but still listening. Once she mentioned 3mp0r3r however, she couldn't help but smile.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure if I owe him or not. He may have gotten me a job, but he also indirectly torched my home. It was small, but I liked it." Leaning back in her seat she ran a hand through her hair. "I feel like I've done this exact conversation before recently. I'm good with my hands, guns, blades, and usually my punches have more strength behind them. I'm good at working my way into places one way or another, whether I'm talking or sneaking around. I'm okay at best with hardware and computers. Not really my thing." It seemed like a good summary to her, and hopefully it was to them as well.<br/><br/>She still couldn't believe her apartment was on fire. "I should really change my SIN if you're going to be torching apartments under it." She added on with a weak smile.