Anya had simply continued to watch the patrons of the bar for quite some time, she was about ready to leave when Norman showed up. She arched a brow quizzically at him when he asked her about some plan, "Plan? Uh...I was about to..go home and take a shower..maybe?" She told him, confused entirely.

[i]What plan?[/i] she thought to herself. Things got increasingly more confusing when Adalaide asked why she had been called her. "Uh...." Anya started. [i]What plan? Why are they asking me for a plan...I thought they just came by to say hi..uh...Shit gotta think of something.[/i] She thought to herself.

[i]Did I call them here and just forgot?...[/i]. "Um..right..the uh..plan and reason I called you guys here." She began nervously, staring at her drink and sloshing the contents around absent mindedly.

"Um..well....I was going to..ask for your opinions?" She said, half smiling, her face red in embarrasment. "Uh..I..I'll be honest. I don't remember even calling you here. I'm not sure if I did or not." She finished laughing nervously.

"Buuuut. Asking for your opinions does sound like the most solid thing to do..so...opinions?" She asked, looking between the two. She absolutely hated being the center of attention, she would have never called a meeting by herself, the question remained who did?

Outside the Zone, several rooftops away, was a shadowy figure in a long coat watching who entered and who left the Zone. "Everything is going according to plan..." The man spoke with a rough voice, a grin plastered across his face. 

His cellphone rang and he answered, "Silver Moon is currently in a meeting, confirmed." The mans grin grew wider, things were all going to plan, and quite perfectly so. "Set the charges for 10 minutes and activate them, be sure to send me a picture of the fireworks." The man replied, closing his old burner phone and pulling out a small detonator.

With a press of the button on top, 10 bricks of C4 hidden around the Zone were activated. What the explosion didn't kill, he would move in to mop up.