Viper pursed her thick lips before nodding slowly. "My place, I'm no good with cops," she stated, her voice softening at the end. She looked towards Trick and said something in Portugese. Trick just rolled his eyes behind his red-lensed goggles, then responded and continued on with his work.
"Alright, we can leave," Viper chirped, grinning. She turned sharply on her heel to head towards the exit that wouldn't be crowded by cops or pedestrians.