Eden gave the annoying blonde man a snarly, questioning look that basically said ‘who the hell are you to talk to me?’ before the newest one to walk in spoke up in her defense. Her face calmed a bit more, though if she’d had her glass in her hand from earlier she would have thrown it at the blonde anyway. [b]”I haven’t worked for a [i]client[/i] before. I am interested, is all,”[/b] she said, mainly to the others in case they thought it was a stupid question as well, though she gave the brute that had smarted back at the kid a thankful nod and gaze. 

When Booker had apparently had ‘enough’, Eden looked at him questioningly. She would not be spoken to angrily, or questioned by idiots like this blonde idiot. But now was not the time to discuss it. Perhaps after a plan had been formed. In her opinion, $150,000 split between them all, was not worth this aggravation. She’d be stepping out of the plan if things didn’t change. Just to let Booker know when the others weren’t around. 

She listened to the information about the client with interest. For someone that was needing to distract others from the dagger, such info could be useful, in her opinion. If there was one man looking to steal it, others might have the same idea. [b]”I have plenty of clothes any of you can wear if you like. I’ll just bring them to this… evil, secret lair after this ‘meeting’ is concluded I suppose,”[/b] she said, having stolen suits and dresses, various designers and what not over the last few years anyway.