The elf was out the door almost immediately. Not the chatty type, apparently. But Red got it. Sometimes machines were easier to deal with than people. He and Red might not think too differently.

Spellslinger made a comment about needing the DocWagon bracelet already. Maybe he wasn't a complete arrogant bastard after all. Red liked working with people who didn't take themselves too seriously, something she herself often struggled with. Of course, in their line of work, one had to toe a fine line between pride and integrity. The latter got you work, the former got you killed. And as he thanked them for not being meathead junkies, Red realized something. [i]He's probably just a rookie. Wants to be treated like a pro. We'll get 'im whipped into shape[/i].

Drinks were served. Doom brought a teen girl (well, at least someone looking like a teen girl; you never knew for sure these days) to the table. It was unprofessional, and frankly, sorta creepy, but Red actually wouldn't mind a drink. Lei-Ne left—a shame, Red would've liked to chat a little—and left only her, the muscle, and the drunk teen. She'd have to make sure the Troll didn't take her home, for about a dozen different reasons. If nothing else, that was a reason to stay.

She grabbed a Carlsberg from the table—synthahol, the taste of which she preferred to the real deal—and looked at the three people left at the table. [i]Frag it, let's do this.[/i]

"Alright, let's get a game goin'." Red put on a fashionable pair of AR glasses, hooked them up to her burner commlink and started up a game of cards. Her vision flickered for a second as the glasses recognized her surroundings, and a deck of virtual cards appeared on the table. Slipping on her AR gloves, she began flicking around a single digital card. "Okay, chummers, we're playing standard Texas. You should've all gotten an invite, go ahead and accept it and we can get started." Once they accepted, the cards would also appear on their glasses or cybereyes or whatever tech they were rolling with. She took a sip of beer. This should be fun.