"Here, catch." Kyra would grab another Pepsi™ from the fridge, tossing it to Victoria. She leaned back in her chair, taking a sip from her can and sighing slightly; nothing like taking off armor and drinking a soda in the comfort of your own home. "You're gonna have to pay me, y'know," She replied to Victoria's saying thanks. "I want 15,000 credits, a sidearm and your virgi–kidding, kidding." She grinned, taking another sip and staring upwards at her ceiling.