Lupo nods with a look of misgiving, since the 'buzz' was usually a hint that her father was nearby. Which meant all sorts of 'fun' was about to ensue. Typically with a line of bodies, burning debris and occasionally a new scar or three; she thought dourly as she walked into the room and headed straight towards the back.  She pulls her jacket off to show off her tattooed arms as she took her seat, making sure to keep the wrenched tucked in her belt and out of sight.<br/><br/>She figured showing the ink would be a good way to keep most of the riff-raff from messing with her.