Nick stood at the bar still, glancing around the area and taking in everything he could. He placed down his empty glass at the bar and proceeded to order another drink, this time something with a bit more of a kick. If the fireworks were to go as planned, being drunk would down the pain of getting shot to a bearable standpoint. Another guy came up to the bar and looked actually rather out of place, as much as someone could without wearing a New Order uniform, at least. At first glance he looked like some ordinary, and rather shy looking, Nexus member just around for a drink. But those who knew any better would know him clearly as Andrew, some higher up in the Nexus ranks. He looked like he was of some importance, at least, so he would probably be good to keep alive for torture. Nick thought about talking to him, but decided not to in the better interest of cover. 

As he continued his survalence, he saw it - something that clearly shouldn't have belonged. A boy, of some age Nick couldn't tell, standing around looking very, very disappointed and ashamed. Of course, there were lots of those, but this kids face looked too... Different than the rest. Over the music, Nick could just about tell what he said. Get as many people out of here... Shit, could he have known. Then he looked at the napkin and realised who he must have been with. Evidently he knew about the upcoming extermination, and he was sending and SOS signal to come rescue him from... The flock. That damned cell. That couldn't have been good in the slightest. Nick pulled out his phone and failed his commander, who immediately picked up.
[u]"Nick? I thought I told you to text me your info."[/u] the voice said in a slightly disappointed tone.
[b]"Yeah, yeah. Listen. Some kid knows, but he just left. There may be more people, so I am telling you now. Start the attack, I'll get out when I can. For now, Im gonna speak with Andrew..."[/b] he replied, trailing off and ending the call. Then his phone rang again, this time the friendly voice of a female officer he knew. 
[u]"Hello Nickel Matrix. The commander just said you wished to begin the attack,but before then I will need your authorisation."[/u] she said with a light and calming tone. She was one of the only people he knew that actually didn't entirely agree with New Orders' way of doing things, and who wanted to change everything inside out.
[b]"Really! Fine... Authorisation: au90pola7822N. Processor ID 0477, name: Nickel Matrix. Requesting operation to commence. Effective, immediately. That good?"[/b] he recited. One thing he knew better than anyone was that New Order drilled your code into your skull. Forget it and you basically it yourself up on the chopping block.
[u]"Yes, thank you. We will now commence the eradication of The Nexus."[/u] and then she hung up.

Finishing that, Nick walked over to Andrew, who looked slightly flushed.
[b]"Hey there. You know, you ain't looking so good... Want me to get you a drink? On me."[/b] he said, giving a friendly smile to him. If he could stall Andrew for a bit, that would prevent him from calling on a counter attack till the troops arrived.