Parker cocked her head to the side, pursing her lips in thought.
"I'm kind of okay with that," she answered after a moment. "Less so than I used to be, so hey: progress. Woo." She crossed her arms, fingertips flickering against her upper arms.
"I need to do something. I don't do this kind of thing unless I'm stealing something, and even then I'm usually waitstaff."
This sort of talking-to-people schmooze-y thing was Hardison and Eliot's job, not her's unless they absolutely needed a woman doing it. She'd gotten better at grifting, but grifts where lots and lots of people were staring at her still made her squirrely.
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"I'm kind of okay with that," she answered after a moment. "Less so than I used to be, so hey: progress. Woo." She crossed her arms, fingertips flickering against her upper arms.
"I need to do something. I don't do this kind of thing unless I'm stealing something, and even then I'm usually waitstaff."
This sort of talking-to-people schmooze-y thing was Hardison and Eliot's job, not her's unless they absolutely needed a woman doing it. She'd gotten better at grifting, but grifts where lots and lots of people were staring at her still made her squirrely.