Catrina heard the sound of a pick up pull up and hoped it wasn't one of her pack to tell her more bad news. Extracting herself from the half gutted engine of the Ford she was working on she picked up a grease cloth and sniffed the air. Catching wind of Lisa. The woman didn't seem in the least happy to be at Catrina's home, "Welcome to my humble adieu. Found the place without trouble I hope."