She makes a face about being caught as official, reminds herself tweak gear to not look so shined-boots and spiffy-clean. "No no, it would be a professional discourtesy to swoop on your safehouse, I get that." Picking up the guy's head, she reasons the schmuck wouldn't remember the trade off anyway. Which means Frances doesn't have to mention anyone else in the report. "And clean up'll be easy too. Fine and dandy, but how am I going to get you the goods once he talks? Care to swap digits or shall I just start posting personal ads in Craigslist?" she asked and smirks crookedly.
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