In all reality she really wasn't that sure of herself in this instance. In her corner she had her most likely reliable information from a friend of a friend of slightly skeevy ally, brief observations and gut instinct. In this instance and this fucked up situation she found herself in all that would have to do, along with her ability to talk a big game all day, "All day long."
Pleased with the progress no matter how small she leaned forward and waved to the waitress and lifted her mug to ask for more before redirecting her attention back to her 'guest', "I know the state will only do so much to put food in your belly. Besides, you look like a woman that can handle a challenge." The waitress joined them and poured coffee in both their mugs, returning the smile offered to her as she did so before heading off again.
"I'm not asking you to defend me in a murder trial," Casual and almost reassuring like, "I have some bridges I burnt that I need the ashes buried fast and a new life I want started in a hurry, I have the money and money talks." The coffee was slid to the side so she could lean forward more and tap the table with a short nail, "But I heard you can make it sing, while doing the paperwork I don't have the know how for." Or patience. At least no one can say she pussy footed around the issue or was too vague.