[She listened attentively to his response, and her head tipped, apparently unconcerned when he mentioned that the group's boss was paying well.] I can compensate you for your time. [Which was only fair. It was a tricky business to be in.

Her arms folded loosely, there was a thoughtful expression on her face as she mulled over the options. She could go back into the bar and round up a portion of the group based on the information alone, but. She'd prefer to sweep up the whole operation at once. Which meant crashing their party on Friday night was a better option.]

Do you want to be part of the round up on Friday, or would you rather I just let you know how it goes?