"No, its about time I take a souvenir, split like a banana and then get away in some overly complicated way." She stuck her hand out, the baton with the metal stuck to it flying into her hand, the metal she stuck to it retaking its place on her arm, disguised as a simple band. Now that she had touched it, if he got it back, well it wouldn't go well then. "Nice tazers, felt my heart stop when you hit me with it." She shrugged, then pocketed it. "If you can afford these, you can get a replacement. Might as well make it a trade." Grinning, she unslung her bag, and tossed it to the ground in front of him. Inside was enough cash to buy whatever was needed, roughly 15,000 in cash. Rose smirked again, watching him as she set her right foot back, body half turned. She seemed confident, cocky almost. Suitable for someone like her.