Sarah stared at Seth a minute, waiting for him to say more. She was really glad he turned off those camera. The static in her head was quite obvious to her.<br/><br/>"Mr. S said, duh," Sarah replied to him, not unkindly but more in the tone one would use with a rather slow child.<br/><br/>The masked "muscle" as Sarah thought of them now, shifted from foot to foot, swaying in unison. She found them rather annoying, but then she was used to having Mr. S all to herself. Mr. S kept the caressing of her hair, all most a soothing rhythm. His presence at her back kept her from snapping at the maskies.Taking a deep breath, she leaned closer to Seth.<br/><br/>"Now, Seth, evidently Mr. S is the man you looking for. I still don't know who Alex is or why we are supposed to care. You wanted to meet with Mr. S. now what can we do for you?"