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Broker had a slimming black pea coat on with a black cloche hat tucked firmly on her head. Her dark, skinny, blue jeans were tucked into a pair of high heeled boots to give her extra height. Trailing behind her were Ted and Liam, as usual. Their breath puffed out in front of their faces. Each of them watched those people around them. Every so often Broker would pause, pull off a knit glove and touch an object before moving on. They had scouted out the Pavilion since they learned of the meeting place.

Broker had tried to set up an earlier meeting with Argus, but with the scant information she had, she failed. Now she was here hoping to beat out the other [i]members of the coalition[/i]. Morons, each and everyone one of them. Which was why her game plan had changed. Ted pealed off at a small nod of Broker's head. Liam and Broker took up the guise of a couple wandering the grounds and taking photos. All the while they watched the super villains from the funeral home arrive.

Looks like a few of them actually understood the concept of stealth. She watched as they approached Argus. The transmission from Ted came in so Broker could overhear what was being said. The old man like to talk and talk. She filed away the information for a later occasion. It was a very hand thing to have a perfect memory. 

Broker posed with Liam for another photo before giggling. Liam, for his part smiled like he might at his wife. Liam's wife was probably a very patient woman. Then the two wandered off back into another part of the garden, still leaving the pavilion in sight.