[ A sly little smile slips across her lips. She knows what he's doing, she lets him have it. ]

Employer-employee confidentiality! No can do, Shin.

[ At least she has a sense of humor about it. In truth, it's hard to explain to someone that you're scrubbing bloodied bath tubs so that your employer will guarantee your journey to stop the end of the world will be successful. ]

Black Stones is your band, right? So... what are you? Lead... singer?