Coin flung her door open just in time to overhear Bit complaining about Dirophyd alcohol. "Bit, if you can't hold your liquor, better quit now," Coin jabbed, opening up the pantry. She began preparing a cup of coffee for herself. The past couple days had been bland; shopping for food and exploring the city summed up most of Coin's time on Pax. Coin hopped up on to the counter and sat on it. "So, Bit, what do you think this meeting's going to be about? I mean, obviously they'll brief us on what we're actually doing here, but what do you think that is?" Coin wondered aloud, as the coffee grounds crunched behind her. "I like to think that we're gonna be, like, some badass interspecies police force. I honestly can't think of any other possibilities," Coin reasoned.