As he urgently walked along, Reggie weaved his way through the sidewalk traffic and listened intently to Matt through his phone, hoping to understand him over the sound of his vehicle. After Matt finished talking, the medic could only deduce that his comrade still needed to get a feel for the situation. With this conclusion, Reggie slowed down and continued along casually, looking around to stay aware of his situation.

He passed by a few streets, and nearly got hit by a rather aggressive driver, before receiving another update from Matt. Matt described the place to him, but stuffed his observations with conjecture. Not surprisingly, he hung up before the medic had time to say anything, leaving Reggie annoyed. [i]They would not call us in if the situation was as it seems. That’s why were staking it out[/i] he thought to himself, running through how he would explain this obvious fact to his partner as he continued to walk.

Only a minute or so after the second update, Matt quickly called Reggie again. “No! Do not compromise your identity!” Reggie growled, barely too late. This time, the medic was angry. He understood that his comrade was eager for some action, but far better opportunities would open up later on, if they were careful. Now, if Matt tried to return under a different alibi, the opposition force would become suspicious and might delay or cancel their operations. [i]But, if he was smart…[/i] he continued, playing out different situations to pass time as he walked along.

After twenty minutes or so, Reggie checked the gps location of Matt's helmet and concluded that he was fairly close to the objective. Knowing this, he crossed the street to the side opposite the auto-shop and continued walking still upset at his partner’s decision. [i]I can hope that the workers switch shifts later, or that he brought other disguises,[/i] he thought, walking behind a rather large lady as the cross beacon started flashing in combination with the annoying bleep sounds.