The idea to move on with the planning was not only to Thomas's taste apparently. Lei-Ne also wanted to get a move on, which was nice. Johnson gave the last few pointers to the group and divided the DocWagon bracelets as well as the datachips around. A couple of people already snapped on their bracelet and a few others put them away. Thomas's decided that it would be best to put the bracelet on immediately, because he wasn't too keen on these things and had the tendency to forget where he left them. The datachip he tucked away in his trench-coat that hung over the chair where he had sat earlier. Red asked if everyone could find the safehouse and incorporated a snide comment to Old Soul. "Yes, m'am, will do, without falling on my ass!", Thomas replied while lifting his glass in the magician's direction with a smile. The Elf was apparently busy, as they were often... He left, at which Thomas nodded in the Elf's direction, with the mage in tow. The kid tried to make a recovery with a joke. Thomas couldn't help but smile, he felt kind of sorry for the kid. Luckily not that much, so that was settled. The kid also expressed his 'gratitude', if you would, for the company as he had no choice. [i]Shit, kid, nobody had an easy life, otherwise we wouldn't be here[/i], the samurai thought. "See you tomorrow kid."

The Troll proposed to get more drinks in here and more drinks in the people in the room. "Doom! Could you get me some vodka? Neat?", the samurai answered. He would like a couple of more drinks. Too bad the credits were for the mission and not for getting hammered. As the Troll left the room Thomas turned his attention to the ladies and grinned. "My dear ladies," Thomas started with a hint on drama, "Would you please stay and keep the two of us company. Two gents drinking by themselves if no fair sight, but it could become a lot fairer with the lovely atmosphere of you around." Making a large arm gesture as he finished with a large grin. Before any of the two dames could react the Troll reentered the room with a series of drinks and some girl. The girl looked almost younger than some whiskeys on the tray. Thomas proceeded to reach over to the Troll's smokes and took one. [i]I used to smoke this brand too... Nice, Doomstride, very nice.[/i] As Quicksilver lit the cigarette Lei-Ne excused herself with less words than Old Soul and left as well. So, it was the hacker, the Troll, the drunk teen and Thomas in the room. The invitation to stay for a bit and drink some was more than welcome. Thomas diverted his attention to the Troll and asked, "Punks?" The Troll nodded and began telling the story. When he was finished Thomas looked Red in her eyes, "Please stay, otherwise if have to beat up some kids as well, just to get a little attention." He hoped the two saw the humor in it as Quicksilver began to laugh. "I'll join you Troll. Let's see if we can get some cards in here! That way I can earn even more money." He baited.