"So I am not the...the monkey wrench?"<br/><br/>Anya shrugged, hunching in away that implied that she might be thinking about hugging herself and looked away from Skye.<br/><br/>"Is good."  She snorted. "Other one, the Jackal. Junior,<em>jes</em>? He was not happy about me." Giving Skye a shy little sidelong look, she added, "he is not happy about much,<em>chooneh</em>?"<br/><br/>= = =<br/><br/>The closest place to grab something quick, other than a run to the grocer's, was a Zip Burger, and soon the pair were enjoying a lunch, with Anya pondering her way through a veggie burger with carrot sticks, feet kicking idly as she munched with the grim determination of someone who has upon occasion wondered when their next meal might arrive.<br/><br/>"So. I am...marker,<em>jes</em>? And that means until Mister Monty pays back what he owes, I stay with you." She gave Skye another look, and this time her eyes lingered on the tall Canine's body a bit longer. "Think I like you better."