[@Jinxer][@Gurren1] Nova watched the bar out of the corner of her eye, taking note of every movement and who they belonged to. She couldn't help but laugh a little to herself at Alexis' choice in cover, obviously mixing business with pleasure. Flirting aside, Nova turned her head slightly to watch the new comer walk into the bar, order a beer and find a table to sit at. A little too textbook for her, but the guys they were dealing with didn't look to bright. She wasn't quite worried about a blown cover either way. Guzzling a little more of her drink, Nova waited until the goons separated, the submissive pair exiting the bar for what could only have been a recon for their boss at the table. As if on queue, the man received a phone call which lasted only a few moments before he decided to hang up and leave. Not wanting to miss out on a golden opportunity, Nova let down her hair and hopped down from her stool. Staggering around a bit, Nova intentionally rammed into the side of the target attempting to leave the bar. [color=7bcdc8]"Oh my gosh, I am soooo sorry. I didn't hurt you did I?"[/color] She asked, using a voice that made her sound like a drunken airhead. Subtly she slipped something from her pocket and attached it to the inside of the man's collar as she pulled him closer to her. The scent of her cider stuck to her breath as she chewed on her bottom, locking eyes with the man. [color=7bcdc8]"Ooooh, you're pretty cute. I usually go after guy with accents but I think I can make an exception this once."[/color] Nova cringed internally, feeling hypocritical acting like the kinds of girls she hated, but she always did what the mission called for. This was no different. She only hoped that the other agents were on the same page. Slowly, with the hand that was just out of the man's view, Nova signaled to Alexis to be ready to leave. [color=7bcdc8]"What do you say? Want to come back to my place?[/color] Another internal cringe. She prayed this guy was more interested in his heist than her, otherwise she just landed herself in a crap-ton of trouble.