"You of all people know my gig Tav. This just don't feel right, some bad bad mojo, you dig! I'm mean corp cover-ups, people gettin hit... poisoned even! Not to mention this "Crew" i'm workin with... man, infighting and bitching. If you thought there was something in this, should just pulled together the stars and we could rolled on it proper. I just dont think i'm cut out for this cloak a dagger shit." Mia stops and shakes her head, staring sadly down at the drink in her hand. Reluctantly her hand brings the glass to her lips and she pulls down a massive gulp of amber liquid. "Tav...." the word falls from her lips and sadness fills her eyes. The silence following her words hangs still in the air...
"You gonna finish that luv?"
Head back, the ale is soon gone and with an almighty crack the glass comes to rest on the counter. "Tavish, you gotta tell me, what it is your hoping to get out of this?"