[b] Daniel - Auto Garage - Amy [/b]

Daniel took a glancing look at the RAF symbol on Amy's shirt, but quickly averted his gaze as to not give the impression that he was looking at her body. He crossed to his bag, picking up the 9mm round he'd ejected from his chamber, and crouched beside his rucksack. He produced the Beretta clip from the back pocket of his soiled, dark jeans, inserting the round into it, and then it into the the pistol. He chambered the the first round and set the gun on the M9 on the table. The man scratched his beard briefly and turned to Amy. "Where were you before you were in New Orleans?"