That tap of her heels on the upper hardwood floors, Voodoo already tearing the place apart digging through drawers and wardrobes. Slinking around as the pile of crap starts to gain size, skirting past the ajar and disheveled drawers of a dresser. Glancing in but not taking anything from inside, she'd make a mental note of what to relay to John to snag. "A safe?" Ecstasy sparks in delight to John's find, turning her body to slip past him and kneel in front of the thing. "There is a couple bags of col in the bottom right drawer, and the left third has a false bottom." she comments as she presses