Siana/Ari - 11pm Nefarious deeds? Siana knew that no criminal would be so bold as to admit to any sort of illegal plans to a known law enforcer, and not especially if they had not crossed paths in the sewers; surely, she would not be truly off to do such things now. All the same, a warning bell dinged in Siana's head; it may be nothing, but she'd be a fool for not saying something.
"What sorts of deeds? Surely nothing beyond your performance for the evening."