Rose pipes up to answer that question; Thumbs might've been asking Marco, but this is her little party for the moment, so she'll call the shots. At least until Marco objects. But why would he? "A drink'd be great, Thumbs, thanks. Maybe something to go. I don't plan on staying here long - we've got shit to do."<br/><br/>That clear hostility in his face gets overlooked for the time being while she's closing the distance between them. No hurry, no particular rush. She's takin' her time walking over to him, letting the Dogs and their master watch her back. The gun at her own hip's practically just for show; it's the backup Thumbs needs to worry about, 'cause if he starts some shit with Marco in his own hold? Oh yeah, that's gonna go bad real quick, no mistake. And that was the whole point.<br/><br/>"Listen, Thumbs, I've been thinking: that little misunderstanding we had a while back, you and me? I dunno, I feel like we've really had some<em>closure</em>on all that recently, don't you?" She steps right up beside him to look over Marco's way, smile on her face, her own thumbs hooked into the waistline of her pants. "Think it's past time we put that behind us. I go my way, you go yours, and yours sure as fuck doesn't overlap mine any more than it has to for the both of us to still get what we want. Can make it real easy if we just keep our distance and move on. See, the thing is, I've got this pretty nasty streak of bad luck follows me around. People hang onto me too long, well, it tends to creep up and bite 'em in the ass. And neither of us wants that to happen to you, yeah? Not when you've been doing so well for yourself in your little corner of the market. Be a damn shame."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Goin' Aggro on Thumbs (11) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59500) real cool-like, nice and easy, with "what you want" being "leave Rose the fuck alone, asshole."<br/></div></div>