Even as Sander carried on his conversation with Leti, her glance never lost its predatory quality. It was still working hour for her, it seemed. Her specialty was, after all, seduction, so this seemed to be a good time as any. He preferred to work at night, where the hustle and bustle had died down a little bit. But then again, it was hard to tell down here. 

 [b]“Well, if you say so.”[/b]- He smiled absent-minded as Leti offered him half of her tortilla. She was strange like that, always giving other people her food when she herself didn’t have enough. Maybe she was one of those girl with body imagine issues? Anyhow, he decided against refusing. She would have none of it. –[b]“And for the last time, the name’s Sander”[/b]- He grumbled, but the words came out with less venom than he had hoped. He didn't dislike the nickname as much as he let on.

 Just as when he began to eat his food, Keith came by. Sander remained silent, but his rigid posture betrayed the wariness he was concealing. The giant had always reminded him of those gangsters that fancied themselves the king of this city. His past encounters with them were less than friendly, and more often than not left him with a few broken ribs and black eyes. Sure, Keith had done nothing of the sort to his fellow Scroungers, but Sander still couldn’t help being paranoid. It was part of his survival instincts after all, something he had depended on so long. 

 When the shouting started across the streets, Sander turned his head to look, just in time to spot Leti moving at the corner of his eyes. So she found her targets, huh? He sat back and watched as the scene unfold, all while enjoying his food. It was probably rat meat, since chicken was only available in the fanciest restaurants around these parts. Back when he was still a kid, a man even hired him and some other kids to catch rats for him. Still, the food tasted fine, so he finished it in a few bites, then contemplated on his next actions. Leti had led the woman inside, undoubtedly to rob her blind later. He wondered if he should give her a hand. With the woman sufficiently distracted, he could find his way in and clean out the house in matter of minutes. But then again, Leti probably didn’t need his help and the house didn’t look big enough for both of them to get involve. With that in mind, Sander gave the house one last glanced, before going upstairs. 

 Sander paused at the door of the bedroom, where he spotted three other of his fellow scavengers. They appeared to be discussing something, so he decided to butt in. 

 [b]“So, did I hear something about a job?”[/b]- He grinned, leaning on the doorframe.