[h2]Maxxy
[sup]The Hole[/sup][/h2]
Maxxy didn't bother responding to the freelancer as she walked out the door into the cool streets of New Earlton. The slick but dark streets of the city reflecting how crappy it was. Before trying to catch a cab and setting out, she checked what she had on her. Both her and Sam's gun, her set of kakute, which she wielded in her left hand, and a notepad. Unfortunately, she seemed to have no gas mask, a requirement for the job. A quick rush to the back room fixed that, however. She was sure Sacha wouldn't mind. 

About a minute after she had hailed a cab and begun 'haggling' with the driver, quite effectively if she was to say. He hadn't hit her yet, and his face only showed annoyance, not rage. While she was making her deal, the wolf began speaking on the phone to someone. The odd way in which he spoke kind of reminded her of their old cases. Though, Sam would most likely mean all those things literally. The two had a knack for solving problems in a bit of a roundabout way. 

Eventually, the wolf made his way around the car to where Maxxy and the driver were, and asked her where they were going. The Sacramento Drive exit to the dome was about as close as they were getting, so she responded. [b]"Unless this thing can take us out the dome, Sacramento Drive is about as far as we can make you drive without some serious ingenuity. Or stupidity, always get those words confused. Anyways, were you ordering pizza, Wolf? Please tell me it was from Mista Pizza. Oh, they have the best worst goat cheese deep dishes!"[/b]

With that ramble, the rabbit hopped in the back seat through the rolled down window, and scooted over to let the wolf in. [b]"Nice card trick by the way. Are you using your Frequent Driver Miles?"[/b]