"Well...", bnc begins slowly. Although she's still affected by the drug, she felt that this was the wrong place to express wordly desires, such as...
"A control rig. I was dreaming about a control rig for quite a time."
Her eyes darted to Slobbertooth. She felt that she had degraded herself. Yet, this was the one moment where she could leap towards her dream and she would be utterly, no, mucho bastante stupid, if she didn't grab this chance out of false respect.
"Is that possible? I'd also take the dinner. It's been a long time since a handsome man asked me out." It's been ages since last time you got screwed, you anorexic teenage drug addict. A dick would do you better than Golden Mirror. She flashed a shy smile that clearly showed her age despite her being a quite successful shadowrunner already.