The heels of her boots clicked sharp staccatos down the tiled corridor. Though she was shorter than average, she still held a brisk pace. Red curls bouncing with her movements, she tossed back again, "Ha. As if." No way in hell was she going to just climb into the passenger seat of...whatever Ford Piece of Shit this mongrel cranked down in the parking garage.

Although with how her night was going, she doubted whatever he drove would be even that. Probably a fucking motorcycle, with her luck. That was even more insane.

She slapped her way through a set of double doors, taking a hard left towards the elevator. Angrily shoving the DOWN button, she fumed and waited, leveling a mild glare through artfully disheveled scarlet as her "partner" arrived.

"Took you long enough," she couldn't help but snap.