Carissa wasn't sure that she bought that he'd reveal his weakness so easy, but she was hardly going to argue the point.  She took the key and glanced at it as she tried to decide just how she'd not lose it.  Should she leave it somewhere?  Hide it?  Hope no one stole her clothes?  She had to fight back a sigh as her powers presented yet another problem.<br/><br/>As he continued talking she snorted.  She wasn't sure whether to be complimented by being called beautiful, or insulted by the assumption that she looked like the type that would fuck in an alley.  That seemed like more of a crack-whore thing.<br/><br/>"If you say so."  She finally answered.  She grunted in agreement to his comment about him being the one to go in if Snake was gay.  She let him pick a car, not wanting to ding up someone's favourite ride, and otherwise followed along like a dutiful sidekick.  The whole situation was making her anxious.  That she had to seduce a villain, that she had to figure out how to work her powers.  She was withdrawn and not overly talkative as a result.