[b]Green![/b]

Green reaches out and puts her hand over Eli's eyes covering them. When she lifts it again, their eyes are just as close - but now those eyes are Red.

"For the article," said Red. "Okay, so I know a lot about neurosurgery now for some reason, so I can pose as a brain doctor. My idea's to see if we can convince him to swap his brain out for a dog brain, acting like that's a popular and normal thing that people do here."

[b]Black![/b]

"Yes," said Black. "Days of surveillance. Maybe weeks, if they're professionals. A lot of long, slow, patient legwork needs to be done in order to set this up. I'll provide information when it becomes relevant for you to know it. But you are going to be in a support role for all of that."

She had an air of practiced, tired clarity as she spoke - the Ehrmantraut delivery. "It's possible we won't meet again directly. We don't know how much heat this is going to draw and from whom. If we do meet again it's either because I've confirmed things are totally safe, or because things are immanently and extremely unsafe. I'll show you how to set up and receive a dead drop and teach you some other basic tradecraft. If you have any other questions, now's the time."

[b]Brown![/b]

Brown: so have we won his respect yet??????????????
Orange: Don't be so dramatic. Some part of him saw and processed that. 
Brown: >:( 

But the mood is overwhelmingly dominated by the sense of quiet awe from Blue. This was how she'd do it if she was smart enough to do it this way. She feels like she can form a mental map of this place, but every so often she notices something weird and the thrill of scientific discovery floods her. Her map unfolds like a puzzle box, reorientating, entire sectors moving around as she realizes the complexity of his designs. The entire periodic table goes in one end and infinite abundance comes out the other side. She [i]could [/i]be this good. Sometimes. Knowing that makes it even more intimidating than it simply being impossible.

They step out of the pod wearing colour-coded skintight void suits, somewhere between NASA and power rangers. Not totally necessary, but their quatronic cores are air-cooled and they'll overheat in vacuum. Blue and Brown cluster nervously, but Orange stomps up and draws her sword - she borrowed Monk's after she was done with it, and it's too big for her. "Foul beast!" she yelled/radioed. "I have come to prove myself thy greater! Face me, if you dare!"

If that didn't wake him up they could move straight on to fusion cutters because nothing would.