"Real talk, Lex. I dunno either." Neo immediately replied to her question about being implanted with a surveillance bug. "Ain't got no clue about that shit. No one in mah crew evah worked in 'spionage or spy shit, ya' know?"<br/><br/>"But, speakin' of bugs, we do have a fuckin' clue 'bout getting rid of 'em. But yeah, why ya' askin'?" he threw a question to her. He was resisting himself to call her by the affectionate nickname of "ba'e", as he used to do until the incident from yesterday. He was fully aware that Lexi might be off-put by him addressing her affectionately. And, as much as Neo made it his life mission to annoy people for amusement, he wasn't comfortable with the idea during that time.<br/><br/>The blonde man then decided to light up another cigarette before he began to explain whatever was on his mind in regards to looking at the camp where their enemies took hold in. He puffed smoke, before beginning to talk. "And as for Ratt givin' me the job of spyin' on those dipshits, I have no fuckin' idea. That's the straight dope right there, no bullshittin'. But he did say that they're out in the fuckin' open out there with their colors and gats, so maybe we could patch a few things up and cook somethin' before we go there."<br/><br/>"So yeah," he said, continuing to explain. "The first damn thing that comes on mah mind is that we dye our hairs and then go there. Then, we get a coppa' binoculars, go some place higher like a cubicle farm building or shit. I mean, there's gotta be sumfin' like dat near there, ain't it? The place is an old-ass warehouse dock, so I figured that some corporate overlord tower might be near the damn place for easy fuckin' access."<br/><br/>He then blew more smoke, before saying "How about you, huh? Ya' think I'm a shitty planner? 'Cause if it looks like I don't do any plannin' befo' diving into a world of shit, it's because I really don't do plannin'. I make stuff up while in the operation. That's how I roll, mah way of walkin' the talk. But Ratt's not like dat. He's got a stick up his ass, and probably has autism or some shit."<br/><br/>"So, say something, so that it'll be both our fault if we fuck this shit up. Gimme a suggestion." He told Lexi.