[b][color=#a4161a]"Our man need to sleep somewhere, yeah? Good point though, so we go in fast and hard. You got our exit planned?"[/color][/b] This felt kinda rushed, unless Sparky here secretly already kept a plan to assault the target. Wont be too surprising if she did, honestly. The elf had way too many obstructive layer to be just a disposable pawn like the rest of the team. Just what kind of company was she running?

Yvonne took another bite out of her chicken. Whatever company it was, they made some damn good chicken.

[b][color=#a4161a]"Yeah, nah. Let's just attack them as your initial plan. If it goes well there should be no tangible way to connect it to us."[/color][/b] As if any plan ever went well. If it require more than two steps it's less of a plan and more of wishful thinking, but Yvonne just shrug. She'll improvise on the fly if it's necessary, it's nowhere near her first time up shit creek with no paddle. [b][color=#a4161a]"You sure our target will be there? It's well past midnight in eight hours."[/color][/b]