She laughed lowly, from her throat rather then the nose. It was a practiced move, learned after figuring out what did better - what was interpreted as womanly rather then girlish. It didn't suit her one bit, not with the look in her eyes. "Any preference or shall I have them surprise you?" Her hand hovered over the notepad, waiting.
Regan didn't straighten, merely giving a lazy shrug. "I've seen worse. Cops and their raiding haven't done too well, but some like the thrill that comes with that. You know?"