Ah, yeah, that sounded more like it; a cleaner, basically a specialized Assassin equatable to criminal Internal Affairs. Thing was, according to the dispatch: she wasn't any type of a priority target, and for what it was the woman was clearly smart and professional; nobody cares about rats eating other rats, but go after someone's freezer of synthetic mochi...<br/><br/>While Lapine wasn't a fan of torturing prisoners, handing them over to someone knowing that they were going to die was one of those 'grey areas' of morality for her... might as well get something out of it, proper exchange.<br/><br/><I didn't know they had 'bancho-meidos'; I'll have to check in with my usual cleaning services to see if they offer those...> Lapine comments, as subtle as she could be while informing the fine lady she knew who she was. <Tell me, how big a mess do you work on? Because with the exception of here and some little-old-lady's apartment, this place radiates a palpable astral background count that has the place all twisted up... it'd be REALLY nice if SOMEONE were to clean that up, make my job a little bit easier...><br/><br/>She was 'thinking out loud' of course, TOTALLY wasn't blackmailing or extorting or nothing, just a little bit of handwashing...