Bout damn time she woke up, but it was right as Maria rolled her eyes at that snarky text she recently had conjured from Marcus, a sneer coming to her lips as she just loved pushing the crotchety bastards buttons. "Could be worse." The goth quipped, her eyes glowering upon the banged up figure of the girl, squirming about in her bonds. "I could be a necrophiliac." She stood up and grabbed the girl by her arm, crudely hoisting her upwards into a standing position, making sure to keep a firm hold on this bitch, if anything Maria learned....this one was crafty. "Now listen up...eh...whatever the fuck your name is. I don't like this as much as you, but I gotta turn you over to my boss." Turns out though from a quick read over the device Marcus had given Maria....the target's name was Leela. "Ohh so that's your name. It matches you, cute."