Ruby returned the smile, warm and thankful (and not completely ingenuine). Her gut was telling her there wasn't anything to be especially paranoid about this time- that she'd actually hit a pocket of luck with this lady-cop. She was going to ride that streak as far as it would take her.
"Cece-" she offered Sergeant Jane Rusten her alias as easily as her real name, because she still wasn't completely stupid. Once the bike was ready for her, she anchored her bag on tight and swung a leg over the back, settling in behind the other woman with a comfortable, respectful distance. She also made a mental note to find herself a motorcycle some point soon- she'd had one a year ago and rode it to death. She still missed it.