Kate found Nos' politeness to be... nauseating. This was the girl that Doc had saddled himself with? She wouldn't have lasted a day where they came from.
She was amused how like a little lamb the girl was, "Relax, sugar. I ain't gonna eatcha." even though her grin suggested the contrary. They got to her car, a real expensive looking number that had been used as collateral against Doc's house and of course not something Kate bought as much as took from a former lover. She popped open the trunk and folded her arms across her chest till Nos could make her assessment of whatever was in the box.
She'd be lying if she said the thought of knocking the girl in the trunk didn't cross her mind.. but she stayed still.