Jacquelyn replayed the visit from the strange masked man in her head. It was an offer for some kind of thief club, she had accepted the offer of course, it was an opportunity she couldn't afford to pass up. Since he had worn a mask she had gotten her own she eyed it with a weary look, she hadn't chosen it to be particularly concealing but now she was having second thoughts. Jacquelyn put the mask in her bag and followed the red line. Eventually she reached a normal-looking door, she approached it cautiously and entered to find a tastefully decorated room. In front of what appeared to be a projector screen sat the same man who had recruited her. Jacquelyn sat in the chair next to him, "I brought a mask but I don't find it necessary to wear it at the moment, though I would like to know if is it required? I didn't wear it because I figured if I can't trust this team with at least my face then I don't think I should be working with them." Jacquelyn wasn't trying to sound harsh but she would not be able to work with people she could not trust, she wasn't going to go around telling them her life story and expect theirs in return but she needed to be some trust between her and the others.