[b][center]Rock Eagle -- Lobby[/center][/b]

Mick's warning pleased Rock Eagle greatly. It had been a [i]long[/i] time since he'd met a fellow mechanic. Sonny and him could probably have a long conversation about the merits and complexities of muscle cars. It took only a smile and a nod to Sonny and Cinderblock, both of whom were at Rock's side and listening to what Mick said, to whip up a plan of action. 

Sonny, Rock, and Cinderblock casually made their way over to where Mickey Hallory was standing. Rock circled around to face Mickey while Sonny and Cinderblock moved forward to stand at both of Mickey's shoulders. 

[color=burlywood]"Hey, buddy!"[/color] said Rock. [color=burlywood]"Thanks for letting me know about that whole 'cocaine' thing. If the big guys had found out, my goose would've been cooked! Only, we've got a [i]slight[/i] problem, here..."[/color] 

Rock nodded to Sonny and Cinderblock. A pair of meaty arms wrapped themselves under and around Mickey's shoulders. 

[color=burlywood]"We don't appreciate people trying to frame us."[/color] Rock's fist crashed into Mickey's kidneys like a truck at a destruction derby. 

 [color=burlywood]"Do you think we're [i]stupid[/i] or something?[/color] Rock growled. [color=burlywood]"I [i]know[/i] none of us do cocaine, and I [i]know[/i] the government wouldn't hire random freelancers for a big race like this!"[/color]

[color=burlywood]"I see two explanations here: either you're [i]stupid[/i] and you thought you could pretend to be a legit engineer who just [i]so happens[/i] to be a "freelancer", or you're [i]lying[/i] and you're an actual employee [i]pretending[/i] to be a freelancer so we wouldn't ask questions!"[/color] 
 
 Rock grimaced. This move had gained them a [i]lot[/i] of attention from the others in the lobby, but he didn't care. So long as Rock could wipe away even a tiny amount of corruption from this glorious country, he'd be completely okay with it. The fact that a scumbag like [i]this[/i] guy would not only take a job to get a racer disqualified for possessing drugs, but then [i]inform that racer that he did it[/i], was abominable!
 
 [b][color=burlywood]"Who hired you, huh?!"[/color][/b] Rock shouted, blood rushing to his head. [b][color=burlywood]"Who had you break into [i]my[/i] truck and plant drugs on [i]my[/i] dashboard? Don't make me get angry, man!"[/color][/b]