[indent]As Booker continued the briefing, Eric's attention split between him and the continuing influx of new faces to the room. Three people entered, one after another. Though they were discrete enough not to disrupt the meeting their arrival was still enough to pull Eric's attention for just a few seconds; he wanted to know the faces he was working with, and wanted to know them well. Even so early on, it was looking like a colorfully diverse gathering, both culturally and professionally. 

When all had been said with regard to the assignment, Eric waited, and took his turn to speak in the wake of a jittery young woman sitting down in front of him. He raised his hand and gave his piece: "If you need someone with you on the inside, I'm your man. What would you need? A partner to act as another guest? If you want you can slip me in as a caterer or something; I can get the lay of where the party is pretty easy."