"I don't make them myself. They're generally supplied through the Green Arrow distribution company," she joked. "At least the explosive ones. Not really the kind of thing I want to be playing around with in my bedroom..." Though her father would probably help her figure out how... "Really would like to learn how to make them." Still the thought of her father once again put her on edge. Where the hell were they?
"Maybe one day maybe I'll be able to help," she said with a shrug. She put her head back against the seat in the cab and muted the sound on the video screen that was in all cabs these days, annoying as hell really. "You don't hear many people say thank you for that kind of work, right?"
AT that her eyebrow rose. "Yeah everyone's got some blackmail material. And you already know most of mine so it's only fair."