Brandy looked at him peculiarly as he struggled to come up with the word acquaintance. She shrugged it off and followed him down to the bar. She ordered a gin and tonic, then slid to the inside of the booth. She sipped her drink while they waited. When he mentioned ducking out of the way, he said it so calmly, that it actually alarmed her. Maybe she was in over her head with all this. But before she could change her mind and leave the bar, a bulky man in a suit approached the booth. 

Her eyes widened, as she choked back a gasp when she saw Devin's gun. Had he had that on him the whole time or did he get it today? She situated herself further into the corner as a woman, who he called Codex, arrived. She had a regal and commanding air about her. But Brandy didn't doubt her for a second. She seemed like the type of woman who made it to the top by stepping on the necks of others. 

When Devin mentioned a prison hospital, she bit down on the inside of her cheek to keep from yelling at him. Why was all of this information being given out now? Why didn't he tell her everything from the start? She angrily took a gulp from her drink. When she felt eyes on her, she looked up and glared at the other woman. She resisted the urge to set her glare on Devin instead at the mention of some redhead. 

"Yeah, well all it takes is a special girl to turn that all around." She said swirling her drink in its glass. Codex gave a smirk as she retorted. "Yes, and apparently your bedroom specialties have brought you out of the darkness and into my presence." She said. 

Brandy tightened her grip on the glass and forced a smile. "No bedroom tricks were needed. Now you owe him, so just follow through with the favor and we can all be on our way." She said.

Codex returned her gaze to Devin. "I like her, she's got a bit of a bite. Now what do you [i]think[/i] I would do for you if I owed you?"

(Lol oh well)