She slots in behind him like she's been doing it all her life. There is a moment's pause as she wonders whether or not to curl up next to him like arm candy, but she decides against it. Rico gets a lazy smile, Pablo gets a look that would make a shark think twice.
She does take the .45 out, dropping the mag and replacing it with a surety that should communicate that she knows what she's doing. That accomplished, she tucks it in her waist band. It's not at all comfortable, or attractive, but she recognises the necessity. (Pablo perhaps brought it home.)
The comment about Hector is taken without any visible reaction.
"How far?" She puts a little Rio in her accent, letting them get the wrong idea.
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Date: 2010-02-26 07:43 pm (UTC)She does take the .45 out, dropping the mag and replacing it with a surety that should communicate that she knows what she's doing. That accomplished, she tucks it in her waist band. It's not at all comfortable, or attractive, but she recognises the necessity. (Pablo perhaps brought it home.)
The comment about Hector is taken without any visible reaction.
"How far?" She puts a little Rio in her accent, letting them get the wrong idea.