"Nah, it was nothing like that. Thumbs here'd never try to make a slave of anybody. That's just low!" Rose gave the man a friendly nudge with one elbow, sharing a little smile with Marco and his pups. All good friends here, right? 'Course they are. "Just a little misunderstanding about business terms is all, but sounds like we've got on the same page now. That's as far as it goes, far as I'm concerned."<br/><br/>And that was the whole of her interest in the matter. This business with Top Dog sounds like some internal politics shit going on, and that's Marco's business. If he wants a hand with it, he'll ask for it, sure; she's not getting in the middle of more infighting in this hellhole without a good reason, not when she just got herself<em>out</em>of that kind of petty crap.<br/><br/>"Well," she said, "sounds like you two've got some chatting to do. Seein' as my work here's done I'll just get right out of the way. Unc, you need me for somethin', I should be around the garage a while. Doubt I'll be too hard to find." Barring complications that's just the way she'll head, leaving the gentlemen to discuss their personal matters without her needing to sit around and listen to it.