That smile might have made Hayley blush, or at the very least look at her shoes. But Rogue was on a job, and met it with a small, impersonal half-smile of her own. She walked inside with sure strides, not looking back as she passed him into the main foyer. Resting gloved hands on her hips, she glanced around, waiting to hear the door shut before turning to face him.
"You made a deal with my employer," she said to him with a raised brow. "He told you I'd be comin' by." It wasn't a question. "Now I've got somethin' for you, sugar, but you've gotta give me somethin' first. Your answer. Are you in, or are you out?"