"Well. How do I look?” Vanessa asked

[color=8E2EF9][b]”The dress is aesthetically pleasing, though perhaps not the most suitable, the skirt is going to get awfully messy dragging along the ground out here”[/b][/color] 

The Bees were considerably more liberal with their compliments, the words beautiful, stunning and super pretty thrown about quite a bit. Some of the seamster bees along to perform adjustments to the promised provided cloths, who had the knowledge to realize just how outclassed they were by whoever made the dress, offered to hold the skirt just a little off the ground so it remained clean. 

In contrast to the well dressed Vanessa was the arriving snake like alien that was apparently Zane Heron’s representative, wearing an ill-fitting outfit that was a prime example of why you don’t let your cloths drag along the floor. The rather shady individual combined with the extreme reaction of the flight control tower staff was setting off many alarm bells in the Bees and the mind was now mighty suspicious of this whole endeavor. 

Some of these alarm bells came down the ramp to join the swarm outside. Bees in much more fitting military officer cloths than the Twitcher wore, along with additional grunts trickled down from the boarding ramp, worried that the man employing them was actually a pirate. Some bees wearing private detective outfits also came convinced there was something odd going on and wanting to get to the bottom of it. Another bunch of regular bees came down simply following the concerned bees out of curiosity and finally two captain bees, who joined because the swarm had grown about 50% larger and thus needed more commanders to keep them corralled.

While all this happened the Mind dealt with conversing with their supposed greeter.

 "[color=fff79a]Maracun Cropman, here to welcome you on behalf of the Zane Heron Estate. Do you need any assistance unloading? I can send for, ah, some people.[/color]"

[color=8E2EF9][b]”That won’t be necessary, I have more than enough hands to deal with what needs to be unloaded”[/b][/color]

There were plenty more bees available, they didn’t really need anything more with them than what they were carrying and the Mind was not letting this man’s associates near their ship till they figured out what was going on.

"[color=fff79a]we're on a tight schedule, got friends, uh, who want to have a word with you about this party...[/color]"

Friends, not colleagues or Zane Heron himself. Also how could they have scheduled if they had no idea if anyone was going to respond to the add or when. It is not like the phoned ahead. All very suspicious.

[color=8E2EF9][b]”Quick question, do you have any ID confirming your Zane Heron’s ‘cat’. ”[/b][/color]

The Bees had been slowly spreading out over the area, trying to see if they could spot anything suspicious, as the Mind was now considering that this one might be some opportunistic thug who had got here before the actual representative, and was trying to trick them into an ambush so his ‘friends’ could rob them blind.