"As always, thanks for the hard work," Kira said, returning Rhys' departing bow as best he could from his sitting position. The main reason he didn't get up to say goodbye properly was the bulge in his pants. She was likely to laugh it off, but he didn't want her to think of him as a horn dog by any means...though it had been a while since he had an evening with someone other than 'Rosy Palms'. Docca's teasing, the way she move to show off more of those lovely breasts and the light brushes against his leg...she really knew how to push a guy's buttons. Likely knew how to undo just as well.<br/><br/>"I think my eyes have already answered your question," Kira said, his gaze shifting down to her breasts again; as long as she was showing off, no need for Kira to feel like he had to be discreet. "I wouldn't mind having a taste...though later." Part of him was tempted to suggest they go to a place that charges the room by the hour for a 'morning dessert', but the job had to come first.<br/><br/>Kira opens up the files Rhys had sent him and begins to look over the information on their target, committing the kid's face to memory as well as any recorded information on his routine or routes that he takes to and from common places.