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"Well, if that's all you gals need, I'll be headin' out, yea?" Reilcall suggested, slapping the table once again to draw attention. Lifting himself up, he knocked over his own chair, but quickly scrambled to pick it back up. Without another word, the champion strolled right out of the cafe quite haughtily, his chest puffed and head held high. Before he could make it out though, he seemingly thought it necessary to show off his wealth once more, and took out a second wad of cash which he promptly placed onto a waitresses platter. It must have been a substantial amount, because she began to cry quite shamelessly.

The three girl's comms began to ring quite perfectly in unison, hinting to the one who was on the other end. There was a moment of silence before the man spoke, though, as if he were ensuring all three had answered the call and could hear him.

"This is Zale. I see you finished your meeting with Reilcall. Now begins the tough part, as I'm sure you deduced. While you guys procure information of your own, I will be simultaneously searching the central hub as best I can for Sprite and notify you if I find anything of interest. Keep attentive and have your phones ready at all times, and we shouldn't have any issues. If you pick up anything interesting, call me back. Keyword is [i]interesting[/i] here. I don't care for chit-chat," he spat out words like a machine gun, pausing little, and it seemed at the very end, when the girls could hear a faint gasp on the other end that he might have done it entirely on a single breath. "Zale out."

The call hung up itself.