I notice that she puts Junior between the two of us as soon as she can; not that I blame her.  I blindsided her and probably could turn her into scraps like I had that pair of Killjoys earlier today.  She left, and that left me alone with Junior on the roof.  "Does that strike you as the response of a group of gangsters whose main tactic was shakedowns for protection money?  Maybe I've watched too many cop shows and movies, but usually their response consists of something more...deadly.  With more guns and cars than actual sense."  I wasn't going to talk about Moesha, not yet.  I watched across the rooftops of the city.  "Maybe Ingress was right, and someone's turning the Killjoys from gangsters with combat skills as bad as their fashion sense into a legit threat.  I don't know..."  I started walking, to head back towards ground level and whatever food Junior had ordered.<br/><br/>"Could she be convinced to go legit?  I don't exactly have room in my apartment for a roommate, not at the present, but..."  Was it even going to work, my idea, though?  Putting a rodent girl in amongst a bunch of girls of a more catty persuasion, to work for Ingress at her coffeehouse...