A very meaningful and dark glare was cast in Nicole's direction after her outburst of laughter. Before Nicole could suffer Sarah wrath at the sniggering evoked by Sarah's discomfort, the door swung open to let Gammond walk inside. Following the ex-general with her eyes, she watched him walk to the double doors while rubbing Mimi behind the ears. A frown adorning her face as she listened to him rant, not cracking a single smile at anything he said. She appeared wholly unimpressed by the overly dressed man. His stance, general attitude and choice of clothing instantly got him on Sarah's bad side, and she briefly considered showing what her power did to the others while the ex-general finished his prepared speech.<br/><br/>Sarah glanced to the others, wondering if they were equally unimpressed by the man that had apparently been made the face of whatever organization was pulling the strings here. As if some ported dirt really changed anything involving laws. Probably did it just for the extra paperwork that they so love, she wryly noted to herself. She was relieved when he finally turned and left, freeing them of his obnoxious presence. Not even the smoking woman was as bad as him.<br/><br/>When ISIS spoke out, Sarah jumped a little in surprise, likely to the displeasure of the alien catgirl in her lap. She groaned when it's introduction also contained senseless boasting. Did people really love stroking their egos this much? Even artificial people? She couldn't help but quietly mock the AI while it talked, making faces. When ISIS mentioned her and her condition however, she flipped off the ceiling in response.  She drolly sat there, listening to the artificial intelligence drone on about the details of the house. Sure, it was expensive and impressive, but what was the UN government trying to prove with all this? She sighed, and decided to just listen quietly while still petting the strange woman with her pink and purple swirly hair and catlike features.<br/><br/>As ISIS began to describe it's 'five tier reaction system' Sarah began to feel uncomfortable. A frown once again adorning her face, but now one of visible worry. It was disconcerting to know that this ISIS controlled where they went, knew what they did, and apparently also could kill them at a whim. Sarah glanced at the door, pondering if signing on to this thing was really the best option. Lost in her thoughts, Sarah didn't notice Mimi's unrest until the woman got up and out of her lap.<br/><br/>She got up herself, the blush on Sarah's face still present, but not as bright as before. Mimi's half-naked presence still causing her some discomfort, which was made worse when her eyes glanced at Nicole as she leaned forward over the table. Her red eyes taking the sight of Nicole's unfortunate wardrobe malfunction in silence while she walked over.<i>"I don't know about you guys, but if I had any other option I'd get the hell out of here before this ISIS thing has a chance to go HAL900 on us."</i>Much to her consternation though, Sarah really didn't have any other option.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>