Rebecca couldn't help but laugh. Really she expected so much more from Ellie then just a middle finger. But then everything fell into darkness in the room. 

She saw lighters being light, heard holsters unclipping and steel being drawn. She pulled out a very small, pocket flashlight. Once turned on it produced almost no light, but it was enough to see alittle ways ahead of her self. Putting the dim light on Sabin's back, she moved it around the room for a moment, looking at all the others until the computer monitor flared to life with the image of a face. 

Her good arm immediately shot to her holster but before she was able to pull the pistol from its holster, A man by the name of Tenpenny started to speak and soon enough, he introduced the face on the monitor as House. [I] "That's House?'[/I] She thought, looking confused. As everyone thought about taking seats, she tucked her flashlight back into her pocket and took a seat in one of the back row chairs. Pulling her bag from behind her, she dug around for a pencil and her notebook. Steadily writing notes as house explained how the mag-rails worked, what exactly they where, what lines they could take, everything expected on the trip and more. She didn't bother to hide the notes, to lost in taking them to bother with anyone else. 

Of course she looked up from her notes as House went on to explain the pay and perks of doing this job. A soft snort came from her as she listened to the promises. None of which she thought would be followed through. House knew how to present things how they where. Other then the bullshit promises of wealth and care, she saw facts and bluntness. Now, she was starting to warm up to the expedition.

"So any questions?" She had heard from Tenpenny. Before she could ask any questions, everyone else started in with their own.She looked up as everyone else started talking, scribbling quick, choppy notes of some thing exchanged between each other. But then.. Sabin had to ask his dumb question that made her smack her self in the head with the notebook. "God damn it kid.." She mumbled when Del started in on Sabin. With a sigh, she heard Ellie's question.

"Yea, I got a question, how the hell do you know these tunnels aren't completely trashed? I don't feel like being slammed into a wall of rubble at a couple hundred miles an hour and I doubt anybody else would find that to be an enjoyable experience either." Ellie had asked.

When it was all explained, she raided her hand and grunted. "Yea, so my questions.. How long are you thinking this trip is going to take, how long at each stop are you estimating?" Of course if they took the Northern line, it would be a quicker way back home then going on foot. "What if the generators or what ever is suppose to be at which ever stop isn't even their. Expect us to rebuild them from things we find on the road? Last one.. She mumbled, If the lines go so far across the country, where would the main headquarters be for the mag lines?" 

Sitting back, pencil at the ready for the answers, if she got them that is.