“I didn't need you to come to my rescue! I had it handled! You know what? Stop the car. ” Rita was fuming, which wasn't anything knew with them lately. Ever since he'd found out about her wanting to go legit,  he'd been insufferable. She'd gotten a job bartending and of course he was right there every night. Or Tito. Or Einstien. Normally she just ignored them, but tonight he'd decided to get into a fight. Getting her sent home along with him kicked out. " I mean it Dodger, stop the car or i will fucking jump."

“ it’s not bad. it’s just a couple stitches. i’m fine.” Rita waved off Oliver when he caught her checking the stitches on her arm. She had a run in  with one of Buster's goons. She looked at him in the mirror, a smirk on her face. "They got a lot worse than this." she told him with a wink. "But do not tell Dodger alright?" she warned him,

 “it’s a game. first you learn the system and then you learn the system was designed to be cheated.” Rita teased tramp as they came out of the pizzeria. They'd been doing things like this for a few months. Meeting in places outside of the gang territories to just catch up like they used to. Outside of Dodger's spies or buster's reach. She knew he just wanted to protect her but Rita wasn't the kind of girl who needed protecting. Besides, tramp wouldn't hurt her. "isn't that what you used to say?" she smiled.