Oh she loved the way Grell thought~. Rip taps a finger against the table as she ponders before grinning slightly and letting it fade slightly.

"Being caught doesn't matter. Az much as it pains me, I cannot disobey zhat bitch of a voman." At that point, Rip removes one of her gloved hands to reveal a dark occult seal on the back of her hands. Right now it was black and dormant.

"But zhat doesn't mean zhat vith a partner I cannot get around zhe orders. I just need to be creative.. und if it iz chaos you desire, I vill be happy to provide it."