Cole had paid the cashier when an unfamiliar voice spoke to him, [color=ec008c][b]"I hope you remembered to roll down the window"[/b][/color]. Cole glanced at her then out the store window to the car. He chuckled, for the first time in a long time he actually displayed an emotion other than anger. [color=ed1c24][b]"He should be fine, hopefully he ain't a mouth breather. That bike yours? It's nice"[/b][/color], He usually didn't talk much with Regulars unless he had to but this one seemed alright, after all she did manage to make him laugh a little. 

Cole exited the store but not before checking her out one last time, [color=ed1c24][b]"Nice tattoos by the way, lovin' the gun"[/b][/color] was the last thing he said before walking away and entering his car. He looked over to his new partner and with his usual sullen look said, [color=ed1c24][b]"Alright listen up, last time I had a group shit got bad so before you assume we're good pals think of the next couple days as probation. If you survive by then your in, if not..if you give us away, sell me out, or slow me down I'll kill you myself. Got it? First question, what's your gift? Second, how long have you been on the run? Third, what's your name? And fourth...what do you think of tats in there? She a hunter? She mentioned you in the store"[/b][/color].