"...I'm good. Wasted enough breath on you already." By the time she's done speaking she realized that escalating the situation like this may not be wise. She's not exactly priming for a brawl, but still, she tends to act first and think after...

"Riiight... say, you wouldn't mind telling me where they are exactly..?"

"A quarter...?" Puppy eyes. She's desperate, dang.

"Heheh, nice... Let's get seated."

She sits down, arms spread on the back of the chair to take as much space up as possible. Classic Susie move. "It's one of those restaurants where the waiters walk up to us, right? I don't wanna get off these cushioned seats..."

"It's, uh, just to be sure, you know?"

"Nice." She hangs her head back, resting it against the cushioned seat.

She crossed her arms as she looked to the side, still avoiding eye contact. "Though.. have you seen Kris anywhere?"

"... So..." Silence. "You gonna tell me?"

[SOMEWHERE IN NEVADA…]

"Mmh? Not much. The usual, I guess. You?"

"I mean, I... I know they're somewhere around here. Probably."

"Hmmm... What kind of stuff?" She leans forward in her seat.

Susie is eating chips LOUDLY.

"Alright! Fine by me..."

She leans forward even more. "Go on..."

".. if you say so." She leans back, dropping the subject.

She crosses her arms and keeps an eye on him until he's out of sight.

// bored, might make a sprunki account idk

"I'm 'nicer' to those I have reasons to be nice to." She retorts, still adamant on keeping up her rough and dangerous facade. "Well, figures I shouldn't have asked you. I'll just go take a look around..."