Musubi nodded.  "Sounds like we have a deal, then.  I'll notify you with the details once I have an idea of how much we're talking about."  Depending on how many of the licenses and permits Miko wanted, between this run and that, plus a couple of other side projects she had going, that was at least another two months' rent...and she had used quite a bit of her hijacked MCT cash to pay for a years' worth of living as she was now in Santa Fe.<br/><br/>Kitsune giggled at the boob squeeze.  "Oh, yes, I<em>love</em>handling things.  Some more than others, assuredly."  The meaning of her words was not lost on anyone who heard them.  Not with that tone.<br/><br/>Soon enough, the fox-woman's drink came, and she started sipping at it along with Elisabeth.  "Oh, um..."  Musubi scratched her head.  Stupid, stupid!  She was a pro, of course she wasn't asking for her real name!  "Well, um, how about..."  She tried to think of something, but all she could think of was stuff related to her-wait.  "Shi-san?  You know, shi as in <reaper>?"  Granted, she was using only the first part of the Japanese word for the harbingers of death, but the whole word wasn't quick enough.<br/><br/>Though, she had a nagging feeling Miko was going to change part of that name...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">As enjoyable as this is, I have to go catch some sleep.  I have a long day tomorrow.</div></div>