(OOC: That looks like a failure to me, though correct me if I'm wrong. Luis Fel is 19 and he's unskilled in any of the possible skills discussed)

The woman's gaze remains cold, unaffected. "Clearly, you have it backwards. It looks like I have information that you want. I'm not going to pretend that we don't need help, but so far you have given me no reason to trust you," she says as a grin spreads across her unrouged lips. With that she steps forward, beginning to walk back through the car towards one of the doors.