Sabrina shrugged, holding up her left hand, palm up and counted off the possible methods of payment, starting with her pinky. "Well, there's always money, but there are also the options of drugs, information, sexual favors, or the promise to do something for you down the road." She definitely showed the calm demeanor of someone much more than simply nineteen years old.
Prior to this night, she had only met Officer Conners briefly. She had heard a lot about him, but she hadn't experienced any of it for herself yet. After giving the options a moment, she spoke up again. "Thanks for that, by the way. Asshole just misses the money I made for him," she stated bluntly. She didn't bother saying that the pimp wasn't actually affiliated with any of the gangs, figuring that Digger already knew that, and stayed quiet. She wasn't exactly overly chatty. Not even before her time as a prostitute.