Wasp couldn’t help but puff her cheeks into a smile at Georgie’s snort as he leaned into the table. “A stealth-cat, huh?” Her eyes glanced upon the blonde’s keen gesture, wondering what in the world was running through his curious mind. Performing in one mission together proved to rise more mysteries than information to Wasp. There was still much to learn about each individual's fighting styles; why did the company specifically put us together? How dynamic could such a large group possibly be for a team of assassins?<br/><br/>Ghost raised her voice in mocking question, immediately quieting the young woman's train of thought. She tilted her head at the opposing woman, sarcastically answering her rhetoric before she continued; “I dunno, cap'n, since not dying got me paid?” Despite the possibly poor lives that shady workers such as Wasp lived behind the scenes, there was no denying that the pay here was simply too good to pass up. The idea of being able to pay off loans that have festered from her family for far too long, the enchanting thought of being able to cut off all of those loose ends... Ah, only time will tell if such a seraphic sanctuary could exist in her dodgy apartment.<br/><br/>She casually folded her arms as Ghost spoke of the mission's general plan, mindlessly combing neon blue strands of a fringe that curled and clung about her cheek. The general idea seemed decent enough in theory to work. This time around definitely required more team cooperation than before; so long as everyone plays their part, she thought, we'd probably be okay... "I wouldn't mind playing dress-up for our next practical, Miss~" Wasp eventually chimed in, spinning casually in her chair to see what everyone else had in mind. "Judging from what I've seen, I'm not the most efficient sniper around, so I'll be best suited to locally taking out the dockworkers necessary and providing the support needed from behind." With such strong fighters around, coupled by Wasp's disclosure of working in the medical sciences, she imagined that in the company's eyes regarding this team, her position was more of the resident doctor that kicked butt and patched things up when things turned sour... And if she were honest, that did not sound half bad in the slightest.<br/><br/>It was then that the team met Ghost’s unusually vague and roundabout response to Shark’s question. Perhaps adding more problems to the situation than required irritated the lady, and judging from what happened in the previous mission when Ghost grew upset, Wasp didn’t really want to be on the receiving end of her angered boss. Shark soon piped up to respond to her remark. Surprised by the sudden change in tone, Wasp’s head turned to his now more emphasised explanation. “Hmm… Looks like a few trust-fall games are in order, eh?” She spoke through a half-nervous chuckle as her fingers tapped the side of her face. “I guess this just means we have to take extra precaution, eliminating every single source that the person scoping tonight picks up on.” At least the lot of them knew that such tenacity regarding the mission spawned a nice, gorgeous paycheque. Hopefully.