Caitlyn saw El Sasquatcho tidying up and immediately set her bowl of rice down so she could help. He was good enough to be the first to buy, the least she could do was help him package it up for the fridge. He'd bought so much, they could all easily have this again tomorrow. Caitlyn thought to future snacking, she'd have to cook something for them all, demonstrate her culinary talents. She'd have to have a think about what she could do for 7 plus herself and El Sasquatcho, who had quite the appetite too. Caitlyn wondered what they'd all enjoy. They finished up quickly with the two of them, Mexican tidily organised into labelled Tacohut boxes, and Caitlyn retreated back to her dorm. 

Caitlyn pressed her thumb to the finger print scanner while holding her face against the eye pieces on her cupboard, unlocking the armoury. She was glad to finally getting out of her super suit for the day. She undid the clasp on the unloaded utility belt, it was dangerous to have it full of things she had no knowledge of how to use, which allowed her to reach up the inside to unhook the final few catches. The left side popped open at the top, enlarging the armhole and relaxing the fit of her chest piece slightly.[i]Sweet relief...[/i]She slid it off in a single smooth action and threw it up onto the rack with the belt, she was glad to be rid of it for now. 

She stretched and sat down on her double bed, according to her Tag Heuer Carrera, she had a couple of minutes to kill before she had to leave. She pulled out her diary. Meeting so many people was pretty tough so to supplement their encrypted files Caitlyn kept personal details of them, just little notes, just to help her keep track of who like what, who did this, that and the other in their spare time, etc. And on the Luchadore's page Caitlyn neatly added, "Generous with food". The details she added about Archer weren't so kind, but they were just as true. She added a few more reminders to herself and then snapped the book shut and dropped it back into the bottom draw of her desk. She checked her watch again. [i]Perfect.[/i] Caitlyn finished getting changed, grabbed her toolbag and left for the El Camino Train.

Caitlyn, swung herself in the back, careful not to scratch the paint.

"How long you say you had this bad girl for, El Sasquatcho? She's gorgeous."