"Right you are, miss. Two stiff boxes of pushed daisies coming right up." And with that, she DOES push the boxes in. Her small-ish frame does NOT look like it can handle all that pushing of the two boxes...simultaneously...but she doesn't break a sweat. Once the boxes are in position, she says, "Let me know if you find anything useful. We'll catch that uncouth individual and dispense..." She rolls her wrist in a manner that suggests she finds the concept a bit foreign. "...justice."

Aria leaves.