[b]Pink![/b]

"Big decisions are her job," said Pink. She put a foot on the back of White's neck and pushed her forwards. "[i]One [/i]of her jobs. [i]I [/i]have spent basically every minute since she texted me scrolling through InstaPin and DeviantAffinity to build up a concept board. But of course none of that..." she leaned forwards, smiling with lidded eyes, "will compare to a taste of the real thing. So... what flavours do you have for me?"

Pink is the excitement of a manic mood; a first step into a new hobby. Her thirst for information is endless and she is not above using other kinds of thirst as tools for her interrogation.

[b]Blue![/b]

"Do you take constructive criticism?" said Orange.
"Hmm?" said Blue, glancing up.
"You could have - oh, that's unethical, isn't it?" said Orange. "Right, nevermind~."
"Orange..."
"What?"
"How do you define unethical?"
"Hmm," she thought for a moment. "I suppose it's anything that gets me grumpy looks."
"And the reason not do do unethical things is..."
"It burns contacts for future operations. People don't like being grumpy."
"And tonight's events were..."
"A triumph! One tangential contractor connection has been converted into 1-3 high value legal contacts!" Pause. "Are you grumpy?"
"I was. Now I'm kind of frightened."
"Oh!" said Orange. "Like Starlight - don't worry, frightened is far superior to grumpy, it can be converted into compliance upon demand and -" Orange's eyes twitch. "Not that I would need that in [i]your [/i]case, sister darling dearest."
"I... um..."
"Imagine how terrible things could if we started hacking ourselves!" Orange said, giggling behind her hand. "Can you even imagine?"
"The idea has never occurred to me."
"Just think about what that could do to our decision making process!"
"I am trying not to."
"What would the human analogy be?" she mused. "Caffeine? A shortcut to a higher level of sociability and awareness by cutting certain unnecessary processes out of the decision making loop? Or perhaps mental health medication where a broken process is targeted for sedation? Perhaps even a chemical addiction or imbalance, depending on the situation..."
"Are... have we compromised ourselves, Orange?"
"Oh, it's just an idle thought," she said, waving her hand airily. "Theory. If you can't trust yourself, who can you trust, am I right?"
"So, just to be clear," said Blue, not able to take the ambiguity any longer, "you are not threatening to hack me into compliance if I do not assist you with your operations?"
"Oh, goodness no!" said Orange, shocked. 
"Okay. So, uh, just in case you're still ethically confused, hacking ourselves is maximal grumpy face times a billion."
"Duly noted!" said Orange. "I was simply commenting on how easy it would be now we all know about the backdoor, and how strong our incentives would be to do such a thing, and how common it is as a trauma response in humans, and how we are all very clearly losing our shit. But I'd never [i]do [/i]it."
"... yeah," said Blue weakly.
"You just told me it's unethical, after all," said Orange.
"... awesome," said Blue.

[b]Brown![/b]

It would be really nice if law enforcement worked as advertised, wouldn't it? There was a world out there where this could be the conclusion of her involvement - where she could just pass this one along the chain to society's immune system. If there were a range of outcomes to reporting this that didn't run from 'you got someone shot' to 'too complicated, ignored'.

It'd also be nice if she could just fucking steal this thing. There wasn't anything connecting her, personally to this job. She hadn't accepted the contract and anonymity went both ways. She could just cut out the control module and change the bank account to one she controlled and [i]passive income bay-bee[/i]! Even just chopping it up for quatronic warfare components could usefully augment her capabilities in a way that would never come back to her. Solid additions to the asset ledger, right there. 

But [#reasoning unknown; error log 4093#]. So she didn't.

Her eyes fluttered briefly as she tried to revisit that thought for a moment. But no, this was her problem to solve. She had a physical address, it was time to log out, catch a train and surveil the location. Crypto may have changed its face but it was still a pyramid scam, and kicking out the lower rungs of a pyramid scam was always pointless. If some fucker was selling instructional videos on how to turn minimum wage contractors into criminal accomplices then she was going to have [i]their [/i]head, and not that of their flunkies.