Grace looked up at Jack immediately when he swore "Oi, if you want my help then no swearing at me. You shouldn't swear in front of Ladies anyway." She scolded him as she opened up the folder and took out its contents. "And you ain't getting any of the money in my pocket till I have looked over the details." she added taking another sip of her coke. She sifted through all the papers looking every detail over carefully. "Also, your curry is in the microwave if you haven't guessed from the smell" She said as she pulled some glasses out of her backpack. She needed to wear glasses for reading as after a while words got blurry. She put them on and they rested near the end of her nose, 'Sexy Secretary' like. She read through all the papers biting her bottom lip a little. She did this whenever she was concentrating. She knew if she got this right she'd earn more than what's in her pocket and if she didn't get it right and she got caught, this is high risk and could get shot. She wasn't too keen on getting shot either.
Once she had read through everything she looked up at him over her glasses. "Eight" she said simply. "I want eight hundred, I ain't settling for less either. You need a professional for this job. I'm you're woman, you can get someone else to do it if you want, but they will probably fuck if up. Your choice." She said bluntly crossing her legs and taking another sip of her coke. Still looking over the top of her glasses at him, awaiting a response.