Clara watched Shitubso leave, glaring at him as he did so. Did she like him? Hell no, was she actually that pissed with him? No, not really. After he left, she took a seat in his previous sitting place and smiled slightly to herself, her chin resting on one of her hands while the other tapped the table as she ran through what she knew of Situbso. Now, he would likely think she was your typical hot headed idiot that didn't think. While she preferred the more direct approach to things, it was far from the truth. She had just wanted him to think that. It would be easier to...manipulate him, or at least get away with more things. Now the question was if she was actually going to look into this 'forbidden sigil'. Definitely, that sigil he had showed her looked to be old, and have at least some power, but she didn't think it would be incredibly useful, at least, not to her. Before she could contemplate it further though, Zaccar sat down across from her. Zaccar. She didn't know much about the guy, but she knew he worked for the police. She had always tried to avoid him, or at least be wary around him. She was sure they wouldn't have anything that could convict her, she could never be too careful. Besides, she had some fairly important friends and they would definitely give her a bit of help considering the dirt she had on all of them. She always kept some crucial evidence or other thing after one of her jobs, just so she could turn evidence against whoever hired her in return for total immunity. Not that it would ever happen, but it was always good to be prepared. [b]"Heh, you'd think he did, wouldn't you?"[/b] She chuckled as she grabbed his bottle with the hand that was supporting her chin and downed a rather large amount of its contents before putting the bottle back down. [b]"I don't like the guy, and he does piss me off, but i'm not worried about him. I could kick his ass with my eyes closed if he tries anything."[/b] She confidently stated, all of her previous anger seeming to have vanished within seconds. She had the skills to back up the threat, either through her martial arts or her sigils. [b]"Name's Zaccar, right?"[/b]