Mikaela smiled when he agreed. Well, seems like she had another job now, one that was actually way more interesting than fixing things around pr serving people at Cherry’s. This was something she knew she was going to enjoy. And in return she was going to learn new languages, how to kill someone wiith her hands and knife throwing. And possibly make a new friend along the way. Who the hell needed money when you could have all that?
“Hmm... Russian,” she decided. And then once she got that one done, she’d go for Japanese. “Teach me how to fight dirty, I already know how to throw punches and kicks. I want the fun stuff,” she said with a smile. Her dad had taught her how to fight — sort of, just enough to push highschool jerks away — but James here seemed like he knew the fun part of fighting and boy, she wanted to learn it too.