"I'll be gone before then myself," she shrugs, taking a swig from her beer. Whisking it around at the wrist she gets a. Idea on how much more liquid is in the bottle, it isn't much and there's the barest hint of a sigh, "probably."

"Tomorrow, it'll be there- and yes, that's a pretty damn good rush job," she says, uncharacteristically wordily.

"Where do you want it?" she glances to Korvin, the clink still ringing as she takes a long drink. Knocking it back in the space between question and answer.

With the briefest- rarest of smiles she looks to and walks over toward Tenzing, collecting her beer from him again with a nod. "Kids.. rough, but he's got spirit," she says, taking a drink.

"You're welcome," she flicks him on the head again.

"We'll talk details later then," she says, giving a nod toward Tenzing.

"I can find someone," she says, walking over she pulls the case into her view and starts sorting through it. Getting an idea of the credits on the table she slowly starts growing a small frown. Shifting the case back to him she looks him dead in the eye and crosses her arms. "Look, this is a differe...

"Just give me your shopping list. And the credits," she says, walking over toward the couch and she starts looking around. However, there was no beer in sight and there's a very visible rise and fall to her shoulders as she sighs. When did she even put it down?

Three bolts, unbelievably all exactly on top of one another the dummy's head was nearly scorched through. Mallory offers a low whistle as she looks at it, "Nice shot," she says, and then looks to Korvin. When he looks to her she flicks him in the head again, "Crap attitude."

Walking back from the target she looks to Korvin, then to the blaster in his hand. All the while inspecting it until she returns by where they are but instead of stepping off to the side she walks right up to Korvin and looms over him for a moment. In a quick flash, a trained maneuver, she rips the ...

Leading them out through the window, swinging one leg over and then the other. Mallory waited a second and helped the other two through as the metal stairs outside weren't the best and had stood up thus far to the test of time. Once everyone was out she brought them both down to a small shooting ran...

"Fancy," she remarks as she glances over the blaster again. Looking between Korvin and Tensing as she thinks for a moment. Nodding over her shoulder, "Follow me," she walks toward the direction she indicated. Toward a window at the side of her room that lead directly to a fire escape.

Mallory utterly ignored Korvin, least as far as he could tell with the stoic expression she wore looking back to Tens. Regarding the blaster for a moment following his appraisal, then Korvin again. "I'm not the one, kid," she says, even toned. "But I can get this to the one. Give me what you'll spen...

"No trust?" she asks, her no-nonsense expression persisting. "What's a rich kid doing with a blaster like this?" she asks, raising it up as she looks over her shoulder to Tens. Holding the bottle low by her waist at the top of the neck.

Quirking a brow she continues watching Korvin with that same stare for half a minute. Taking a swig from the beer in her hand she reaches her other hand out, palm up. Expectant.

"Sure," she says, focusing on Korvin as she takes a swig from her bottle. Giving a quick glance without moving her head in the direction of the fridge to convey that little extra permission. Hand still in her pocket she shifts more onto the opposite leg, measuring Korvin and sizing him up. Eyes that...

Inside her room Mallory was holding the long-neck of a beer bottle of some kind, suit jacket off she was still walking around with the tie and white shirt, dress pants as well. When they entered she was just standing in the middle of the room off to the side. Other hand in her pocket she gave a nod ...