She winced at the thunderous smack on her shoulder, rolling it to make sure he hadn't dislocated it in his vigor. She unshouldered her bag into the trunk of the taxi van, keeping her laptop tucked securely under her arm.<br/><br/>She piled in, adjusting herself awkwardly as Yousef somehow managed to cram his entire body into the seat next to her. She looked up at him pointedly, a faint glisten of sweat beginning to bead across her forehead, nearly hidden by the thick side-swept bangs that hid one eye. "Comfy, then?" she quipped.<br/><br/>After the rest of the crew managed to crowd in, the taxi distinctly began to smell of biosuit material and the faint tang of sweat.  "Air conditioner, please?" She chirped at the driver, who nodded, flicking the AC on to full. Once the doors were shut and everyone seemed comfortable, she gave the driver the address of the Condo.<br/><br/>"According to the report, a van will be waiting for us outside of the condo, fully stocked with our gear."