"This is why we'll go broke," Rhys muttered beneath his breath and shook his head. Well, if that was what Murphy wanted, that was what she was getting. He wasn't the one footing the bill, after all. "I'll poke around and see what we can get." He said with a shrug, even though he was already quite sure about what he was going to order for the team. The really old stuff were out of the question. Those Korean War or even Vietnam War era machines were good as collectors' items, but for practical use? No, Rhys knew that he could do better. Even if Murphy wanted nigh-vision goggles simply because they were cool, Rhys wanted them to be usable should they come across a situation calling for such equipment.

It would take time for him to set-up the deal for the night-vision goggles, since they wanted far too little to be able to contact the manufacturer and too many for him to be able to snag off Ebay. He would have to use other means, such as the deep web or from obscure, legal military surplus sellers. Nothing a little hard searching couldn't handle. That left the thermal imagers, and that was no problem whatsoever. Rhys had already done the research; a few months back, he had toyed with the idea of attaching small thermal imagers to a commercial quadcopter to create a surveillance drone of sorts, but the plan fell through when he realized that the current imagers available were all far too big to fit onto a drone.

A smile crept onto his lips. Now he was in his environment.

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"P-Pleasure to meet you, Noon." Fletcher said, then mentally lambasted himself for the stutter. He shouldn't be letting this lady get to him this much, but he just couldn't help it. He had never been that social of a person to begin with, having gone through his school years without even a single fling. For someone he found attractive to talk to him in such a manner, it was almost scary to him, and Fletcher just wanted the conversation to end, but he couldn't find any good or polite reason to excuse himself. "No," That was what he wanted to say in response to her question, but his rumbling stomach betrayed him.

He looked at her with a sheepish look on his face, and said, "Evidently not. Have you?"