I guess you can call me somethin of a dreamer. When I was a kid, my mother had the biggest and sweetest dog that I had ever seen at the time. She said that she pulled the poor guy out of a landfill out in Texas post 4th Corporate War and I loved that dog to death. Gave me a real love for animals that I never broke to this day. When I grew up and learned that animals were not as common as they seemed in the pack, I decided to make that my specialty. I dreamed of animals and seein the world, now I do both on the regular. Can’t fault a girl for dreaming and putting in the effort to make it work.

I get about and pick up plenty of things on the way. Might not be the fastest but I can provide a good deal and I take requests darling. That car might be a relic here in Night City but down in Cuba they have a surplus of antique cars in good condition. I strike deals all over the place so if you don’t mind waiting for my latest adventure, I will give you a good deal where I can.

I swear if you pick up an animal at one of those corporate run shops then you can kiss my ass. I don’t support your animal abuse