[ Reines raises an eyebrow. The method of making the dot was clever, but could a spirit really be entranced so easily? Or perhaps this could be considered a type of ward by compulsion, such as throwing grains before a vampire... well, whatever. She could use the money. And she absolutely wanted the credibility. She wasn't sure running around doing these kind of goon jobs would ever actually get her anything except 'more goon jobs' but it was a better plan than hoping the powers-that-be would just drop a title into her lap. ]

We turn it in together. I want half the credit, not just half the money.

[ With that she rose from her chair and started to advance on Rex. But the spirit was trembling as its eyes twitched from the dot, to Arkou, to Reines. It had to have heard what they just said. No way it'd be this easy, right?

Well, Reines had other ideas anyway. She suddenly fell to her knees, grabbing one of the other cats from behind and hauling it up by the scruff of its neck. ]

'Mr. Paws', right? [ Her otherwise triumphant face flickered into a slight grimace as she repeated the name. Yep, she's had her eyes on another one the whole time. And Arkou's deal was a perfect opportunity for misdirection she latched onto. ]

So, 'Rex'... you can stick with your partner. Or I can turn him into a new pair of gloves. Your choice.

[ On one hand - twice the money to split. On the other, well, if Arkou cares about feeling good about a job Reines might be harshing the vibe a tad. ]