Jennifer Blackwood

*He chuckles* "I won't charge too much and hmm? How's your cooking? A well made home meal may or may not reduce my fee" *He chuckles teasingly*

*she laughed, her mood lightening slightly* "I can cook, I've been told I make the best lasagna. You're on, you can have as much food as you like as long as you keep me safe. I can't tell you how much this means to me..."

*He laughs heartily* "Well god damn I might have taken on one of the best jobs I could ask for!" *He clears his throat* "In my line of work we are always on the clock, so gas station snacks at night with a sub par breakfast with the bitter coffee, days and nights blur between taking naps in your car" *He tilts his head as his neck cracks audibly* "...ow" *He chuckles as we winced slightly*