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Johanna Hölzel peered down at Laika and Cathrida as they made their way to the back of the warehouse for the meeting, most likely not spotting the beret-clad radiohead on top of one of the high shelves. An electronic blip sounded behind her, and she turned to see LAGO unfolded next to her, paws on his hips like a disappointed parent.

"What, don't gimme that look!" Johanna whispered. "I did my job and got 'em all here."

LAGOS beeped again, tapping his little foot. Johanna rolled her eyes.

"Sure, like they really need me for anything else. 'Sides, I got something important to work on." Digging into her rucksack, she pulled out a half-eaten peanut butter and banana sandwich and bit down. "Mmmm...ambrosia..."

"This is it? I would hope people who want to fight Zern would at the very least be punctual," Cathrida's voice echoed from below. A question mark appeared above LAGOS' head as he trilled sharply.

"Tell me about it, it's like she wants to get herself caught," Johanna replied. "Ooh, let's get a billion Mechon sympathizers into this tiny room shortly before the princess arrives, THAT won't cause suspicion." By the time she was finishing off the last bite, the pirate captain had gone over her assuredly brilliant plan, one which Jo had to admit was pretty solid. Sure Cathrida was being coy about whatever it was she found, but it might prove to be handy if she wasn't spinning another yarn, which according to Jo's sources she was more then happy to do. The good captain should at least thank Denzel, since she wouldn't have bothered gathering these people here for her if he hadn't asked her too. He certainly wouldn't get any thanks from the 'cinnamon bun'.

"...so I need anyone else who can pilot and fight in a mobile suit or worker."

Johanna blinked, then glanced over at LAGO.

"No."

LAGO beeped pleadingly.

"No, I'm not going to volunteer. I didn't help set this up just to march down there and shout 'Hey, if you're looking for a volunteer, I'm your gal!' "

LAGO lowered his ears, a smug grin on his face as his internal systems whirred. Johanna's eyes widened in fear as she remembered the new feature he had installed recently.

"Don't you dare-"

"HEY!" LAGO's speaker projected, amplifying the recording of Johanna's voice. "IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A VOLUNTEER, I'M YOUR GAL!"

"NO I'M NOT, ITS A DIRTY-"

Johanna's sudden movement was enough to throw the high shelf off balance, jostling it so that it shifted and dumped her right off the side. Bouncing off two shelves and the arm of a mobile worker on the way down, she landed heavily on her bottom, her cybernetics ensuring that only her ego would suffer any lasting damage from such a fall, right in front of Cathrida and Laika. Johanna grinned up at them, sheepishly adjusting her glasses.

"S-sup..." she managed to get out. "I suppose you're wondering-"

[i]WHUMP[/i]

[i]"HURK!"[/i]

Johanna turned pale as LAGO, in ball form, plopped down on her crotch after dropping from the same top shelf and gave a happy chirp.

"...right in the oscillators..." Johanna squeaked out, her dignity in tatters as LAGO rolled up to Cathrida's heels to say hello.