Apollo shrugs, idly picking at one of the pistols she still has in her lap but too distracted by foot rubs to give it much attention. "Dunno, just curious. Seen a couple pretties 'round here before, just wondered if you had any more." And whoops there she goes disassembling it, only half paying attention yet still managing to do it right.

"My nose is good, but not that good. 'sides, I'm only part cat and fully criminal, so thereya go!" Plus she had a monster dog to cover bloodhound duties, anyway.