The woman looked Midori over briefly, and rolled her eyes at her formal speech, but seemed mollified by her friendly approach. "Meh. Your brother should go drinking someplace else. Last thing this neighbourhood needs is more samurai.<br/><br/>"Invisible bag, huh? So that's what she found. I was down at the electronics shops, scrounging for commlink parts, when I got a message from my girlfriend saying she'd found some kind of jackpot in the crates right here. I start heading home, next message says she's sold it to the shadowrunners who hang out in the Big O." She jerked her head towards the strip club that bordered the alley. "I guess, whatever they paid her, it was enough. She skipped out on me and blocked my calls. Didn't split the cash with me, didn't want to see me. Now all I have is a squat that's twice as big as I need."<br/><br/>She sighed heavily and kicked a crate on the ground. "Ah, frag it. You didn't need to hear my life story. That bag must have been pretty important, if it was worth more to Rona than I was. Someone in the Big O must have paid good money for it."