Vanessa had worked at Muldoons that night, and even though she had worked at both jobs and SHOULD be tired, she was absolutely wide awake, adrenalin running through her body, so why shouldn't she help someone out, especially when that someone had good liquor. Dressed in a black pleated skirt, green metallic tights, tall black boots, and a black tee-shirt, her hair was pulled up in a green ribbon, a work ensemble from Muldoons. She approached the two men and looked with a laugh. "Just because something doesn't want to give out, doesn't mean you have to be rough." Vanessa put her house keys down and inspected the locking mechanism. After a few tries, it unlatched. "I do hope that neither of you were trying to break into this lovely trailer. Either way, it's opened now."