"Better a half-wit than a bimbo." Mike said softly enough for only him to hear, a bright smile still on his lips.<br/><br/>"No." Director Charles responded simply. "He's the new guy in the trenches and you will be teaching him how to swing it, so they say. So first order if the day. Take Agent Manson and show him around. Armoury and such. Once he's seen everything, you will be on to your latest assignment. So go, get. And take your things." Director Charles laid a small, compact case on the desk.<br/><br/>Mike silent rose from his chair and popped open the case. It was a simple enough standard issue. ID card, HK USP Compact, one full clip and of course, an ear piece easily concealable inside the ear. Pretty standard but very high grade, that much was clear from the ear piece alone. The quality of the materials and the small size was definitely because this agency didn't intend to disappear over night.<br/><br/>"Well, seems like this will be quite the place to work for. I look forward to our first assignment. Shall we Agent Davis?" Mike asked as he held the door open for her.