The thin shoulders rose and fell. "Don’t know. It’s password protected." She smiled at him, showing gapped teeth. "I’ll admit, I ain’t no saint." She licked her lips. "Think you want to spend five thousand nuyen to find out what’s on it?" Skater dug his hand into his pocket and took out one of the credsticks he had there. A brief glance showed him it was one with five thousand nuyen keyed on it. Lofwyr’s coffers ran deep. "It’s open-coded. Put your passcode and SIN in and you’re wiz."