Lu crackled and crossed her arms. "Here? I don't plan to use them. But if I'm ever back on earth, I know plenty of people who are into that stuff. Who knows, might even be one of my mission objectives. So tell me where I can find some hard drugs and poisons, as well as the names of the people I'm working with. At least, anyways. Can't I at least know who my potential partners are?" Lu looked at the clown for a little while longer, thinking about some more questions. New information came into Lu's mind that he didn't ask, and she didn't ask why she knew. She had a bit of an idea why. "And ah... If we're ever back to the world of the living... Could we possibly live our lives there as though we never died? You know, in case we need to infiltrate or disguise ourselves. Like, say, one of our targets is some big shot billionaire. I suppose any two-bit murder could sneak in and shoot him, but could we, like, cultivate the reputation to meet him as say, a fellow billionaire?" Lu thought about it, and she didn't think he was really asking the question right. "Sleeper Agents. Could we be like sleeper agents, were we live on the earth of who-knows-how-long and pretend we aren't the agent of death. Like, I could go back to being a gangster, and when I need to, kill some guy death tells me too if I happen to be around. Then I go back to being a gangster till death knocks on my door."