Dmirty smirked a little as Sophia spoke. He got out his pack of nasty Russian cigarettes as he listened. He lit one up and blew smoke up into the air. [i]The American Eagle stretches her wings, good, I like a woman with some fire.[/i]. He dropped his phony English accent as he spoke. "Da, I understand op-er-a-tion-al security." He stretched out the word. "Before we go to the house, I need to go by the bus depot for a minute. It's only a block that way." He nodded down the street. "I need to pick up a package there."