Jacque "Brouilleur" Bernard
Jacque looked up in mild surprise at the three people that had almost immediately found him. The Russian stood with his hand out. Jacque gladly shook it. "
Karkovof. I've heard much about you." He looked at the females that were near him. "
And I assume you both are also members?" He surveyed the room. "
That leaves one missing. Perhaps at the base already." He began walking to the desk. "
I'll check us out." He handed Karkovof two pairs of car keys. "
Get someone to help bring the automobiles around." With that, he promptly began speaking to the employee watching the desk. It was a tedious task, and perhaps even futile as they could leave whenever they wanted, but he wasn't very keen to talk with his fellow operators. After all, he was an introvert and socially awkward. He just hoped his first conversation with them hadn't shown it too well.