[Jane is also out of breath, and even sweating a little. Her body isn't as abused as Jesse's has been, but she's never been an athlete and she's been on her feet all day already even before she had to chase this little shithead through a busy kitchen. Her dark bangs are plastered to her forehead and she heaves a deep breath out of exhaustion.

When the kid hurries out of the kitchen, her large brown eyes shift to Jesse with an unmistakably grateful look.]

Thanks...

[Then he says what she's thinking. That they don't get paid enough. Jane suspects maybe that's by design--so they can't pay off their debts--but it's not like either of them can do anything about that, so she just nods.]

No kidding. You'd think they'd at least care about the safety issue, but I guess not.

[When he says he wants a cigarette, she brightens a little. Even smiles!]

Ugh. Yeah. I think that's a good idea. Maybe by the time we get back, security will finally throw these little twerps out on their asses.

[Her wry smile and sardonic tone of voice say that she's not exactly counting on that, though!]