"Now that you're getting a little bit defensive and even mentioning that I don't buy your story, no." Jennifer added thoughtfully, she could be a bitch when she wanted to...but honestly all the woman wanted to do was help the other girl. "Not really, move from place to place, whatever seems safe. I own the antiques shop around here." pointing to the smaller building down the street.
"Jennifer." her green eyes flicked up to meet hers as she nodded once. "Yours?" hopefully the girl would give her the truth, Jenn hated liars. Especially those who had shitty stories. And she didn't suppose that this one knew anything about objects... hm, might need to consult with Joe on this one, if the brunette could even track him down. He'd been hard to find as of lately.