She loved being on the bike, she could happily ride all day long, it was a better kick than her coke. It was as she had always imagined it to be. Once they were at the garage she didnt really want to get off. She rolled her eyes at Jacks comment. "My panties are none of your business, thank you very much." She said with some attitude but a small smile was partnered with it. She started walking out and turned when he begun speaking again. She caught the keys and smirked, "You're no fun... Lock picking is a great passion of mine" She said with a small laugh. "My name is Grace" she added before turning and walking out and up the stairs to his flat. 

She opened his door using the keys this time and wandered in, she already knew the layout so she didn't need to bother exploring. She opened his fridge and pulled out the curry that was in. She read the label for cooking times 'microwave for 9 minutes... he's a classy feaster' she thought to herself shaking her head before taking the cardboard sleeve off and piercing the plastic film. She stuck it on a plate and put it in the microwave. She figured if he didn't want it she'd eat it, but putting him something to eat in was the least she could do, she DID nick from him. 

She took a seat at the kitchen table after pulling a can of cola from the fridge. She opened it and took a swig. She didn't realise just how thirsty she was. She kept the money in her pocket, no way was she taking that out until they had spoken about this job he wanted her to do. She didn't care if he threatened her, he could stick it where the sun doesn't shine for all she's bothered. She leant back in her seat awaiting him to finish fiddling about with the garage.