"Childrens book's have their charm, Mi...James." She had to force the word out, so used to her way of calling people that she was. She waved over to the bar, and communicated two numbers to the barman with her fingers. "You are having a child, Mish Vertiga? Congratulations, I do hope she turns out as adorable as her mother." Pulling out a chair, so moved the ashtray closer to her and deposits some ash from her cigarette. She gave Maren a discerning look, hard eyes taking her in. "... what is a woman such as yourself doing looking for work in the arms trade?" Looking between the two of them, she took a long smoke as she waited there answer.
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