Jack looked up down at the tattoo on her wrist. Her fingers brushed over the inked skin; she'd had it for so long, or so it seemed. It was part of her. She glanced at his own tattoo then laughed softly, unbuttoning her shirt enough to slip it from her shoulder to show a similar tattoo. She smiled up at the once angel.
"I've got more, but most are in places I shouldn't show you." She gave him a saucy wink before looking down at the slings. She didn't think he'd mind if she tested one while talking to him.
"Well, I'm not sure if you can let them know all the time, but you can sure as hell bluff your way through shit." She smiled, settling a stone she'd found somewhere along the way into one of the slings. She lifted her arm to start the twirling of the sling, and had to jump out of the way when she heard the name.
"I have no idea who Phaedra is, but Lucifer? First, he's real? Guess he would be if really are an angel. But, why the fuck would they think putting that asshat in the mix?" It didn't seem like a good idea as far as she was concerned.