<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">A little art</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/aM6QCuG.jpg)</div></div><br/>The Cat Collective Cafe was one of the nearest cafes, and used extensively by those who wanted a little privacy with their public Matrix use. The drinks were alright, and the uniform included a pair of cat ear headbands that would react to the staff's emotions, giving them the appearance of cat girls. Some went all the way and got them as a bio-mod, or cyber mod for those who preferred chrome.<br/><br/>Melaine was the first to arrive, though everyone managed to arrive within a few minutes by some miracle. A booth for four was given out, as early morning, there were few people here. You didn't come to a classy cafe for your early morning hangover coffee. They had their own little place, shielded from technological spying, to assemble their plan.<br/><br/>And their contact came through. His doorway scanned the crew's badges, held on their commlinks, to allow them access. A perfect template. All Misha had to do was take images of them and swap the facial image. Easily done with her Edit software. Her Data Search had also gotten her a perfect shot of "Whistling Pipes" company logo, allowing for anyone to print out a few copies and slap them on as patches. And hey, Wal-Mart carried jumpsuits if they needed them.<br/><br/>Of course Wal-mart existed in 2072. That place was never going out of business ever.