[Oh no, it's cute. Codi very nearly bends down to stroke the cat at her feet, but she needs to be professional here, and as cordial as Elissa is being she knows how quickly these transactions can go south. Her arm remains at her side in case the cat becomes more persistent, though.]

Ah. Guns will do that. [The vials are placed in Elissa's outstretched hand. For all of their casual smalltalk, Codi's eyes are active, gauging her client's reaction carefully.] A bit late for that suggestion, but I appreciate the thought. At least they can only get one round off at a time before having to reload.

Where did they get you?