"Volunteer myself? Hardly," came Audrey's dry response. "That mousy little blonde would be a better fit." Throw Jerrica under the bus? Why not. She wasn't around to hear it. And it was true, skinny little thing would bend right up in that dumbwaiter. "It's true, we're much more entertaining up here, and we have half the leisure activities." Though perhaps that was why they were more entertaining - take a bunch of lying, manipulative bastards and put them in a one-floor complex with nothing to do? Audrey'd watch that. Then again, she more or less was considering the camera access they all had. "It's less the watching that has me distrustful than it is the manipulating," Audrey said, shrugging. "Then again, it's more fun that way."
"If you say so," she said, clearly doubting his idea on hitting others. "I've always been a fan of efficiency." Sometimes she simply didn't have all day to stand around beating the hell out of someone. She usually needed to get in, get what she wanted, and get out fast. Preferably without being seen. She watched him give her a questioning look, then give an almost exasperated shrug, which only made her grin again. "With me," she confirmed. "All bets are off, then, if you care so little about your face." It actually wasn't a bad one, in her opinion, but then, she knew she didn't exactly have the most mainstream of tastes when it came to the men she chose to sleep with. Or the most discerning, for that matter.