Elena rolled her eyes and smirked at the man's compliment as if to say [i]Really?[/i]. It wasn't so much that Elena appreciated compliments or a man's charm, but this is the last place she'd be expecting it. "Very well, Simon." She answered as she took his offered arm up to the bus. This guy must love to schmooze and judging by his pony tail and piercings, he may not get to do it too often so Elena indulged him. "Nothing too complicated. Party settings aren't all that secure because it would annoy the guests and in this case, I'm guessing very prominent and powerful guests. No party host, no matter how paranoid, would bother their guests with security checks. I imagine there will be a single security checkpoint to check for weapons and such. You might consider offering that assistance to Team Two, who might have to bypass security securing our target's data."

While Simon began uploading his phone to the bus, Elena glanced around the crammed tech wagon that seemed really uncomfortable. "My background is simple..." She responded, "European models are always invited by wealthy party goers to impress other party guests. They pay modeling agencies for the girls and the girls are expected to treat the man, or women in some cases, to one of the best nights they've ever had." She turned her attention back to Simon. "Put me on the roster of an modeling agency and make sure I get hired as an escort. After that I know what to do. There is however a second thing..." Elena paused, trying to think over how to approach a solution. "I have a second man in my team and I need him to have a good alibi for being there. A guest list might give us the leg up on who or what my second man should be. Find it and we sho-.." A sudden blare over the intercom interrupted her.

"What the hell could she possibly want?" She looked over at Simon, giving him a suspicious glance not necessarily directed at him but the situation in general. "Well whatever... seems like a waste of time but fine. Let's go."