Elena took one more glance around the room, analyzing who was left: Not-subtle guy, the man smoking, or that other guy. Personally speaking, Elena would have preferred to keep her team small to lighten the work she'd have but also because another person increases the chance of getting caught. More people meant more opportunities for breaks in stories which would lead to more raised eyebrows which then would lead to discovery. Nah, Elena felt fine with her team of two, but if anyone absolutely wanted to join, they'd best hurry and catch her before she spoke with Eight.

Satisfied, she grabbed her mission documents and walked out of the room and made for the vehicle pool in the underground garage. On her way down there, her plan was already starting to manifest. Her false identity was easy and flexible, but that other guy, who knows how well he could act the part. For safety sake, it would have to be simple but believable. That's why having a tech aid will provide that flexibility to her partner's identity.

Elena finally found the large HQ vessel and a pair of scrawny legs poking out. She knocked on the side of the vehicle before talking. "Eight. It's me, Elena."