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Keyrs had to admit to herself - though her expression admitted it to the world - there was a certain satisfaction in seeing the chaos she'd caused after all that. [i]'Ha ha'[/i], she laughed in her mind, a little grin giving her thoughts away, [i]'and they won't even know who's dunnit.'[/i]

She pondered, though, the potentiality of the cops nailing her "it was that one with the weird purple armour!" - [i]'I have been thinking of a change of hue. . .'[/i]

She was brought out of her thoughts by Steffan's comment, her answer following the driver's brief exchange with him. "[color=#BF40BF]I have loads more. Even more in concept. I was working on adding lasers this morning when I hit a snag, and my subsequent trip to the corner store lead me into proposing a deal to your crew. Think the prospect of getting in on this will distract your Dad from chewing you out?[/color]"

Making a gesture in reference anew to her tech, Keyrs asked this with a smile. Partly as a friendly joke, and partly to see what Steffan might inadvertently divulge about his Dad in response. In any case, she was liking this "kid". Certainly glad [i]-no, grateful-[/i] it hadn't been [b]him[/b] who she'd "slipped a disc" with back there.