Wordlessly, Priscilla took only a little bit of money from one of the envelopes and made a show of putting it in her wallet. It was still probably too much, a few hundred dollar bills, but still much less then she'd been carrying before. The young woman regarded the rest of the apartment with pursed lips, and finally put the other envelopes full of money into the freezer with a quirk of her lips. "Cold hard cash, as they say..." She didn't know if Key heard her or not.

Then, she walked by Key and settled by the front door with less assurance... until she glanced at her slept in clothes with horror. "I do believe I need to change first... And not only because I would be far too easy to recognize!" Priscilla glanced at Key. "You said you might have something that would fit me? Anything would do, since it's temporary."