Daniel was smug, even as she went on to explain that he had to not be sarcastic, which while he knew would be a problem, he didn't think she'd really ask anything that would bother him that much. Truth was, he knew he was a bit off, but everyone had something wrong with them, his was just in the head. His eyes traveled over her form as she stretched out, and the refolding of her legs had him leaning back for his own comfort. Though, the words that left her mouth had him taken aback, and he reached his hand up to stroke his chin, even as his eyes drifted back to her's.<br/><br/><strong>"I knew that'd come back to bite me in ass one day..."</strong>He said with slight frustration, before his hands ran over his face and through his long hair.<strong>"Yeah, I've seen people watching me, though they weren't what I was referring too."</strong>Daniel said as if he was giving something up here, and he leaned over the table to grab her note book, flipping the page over, and taking her pen. He began outlining the designs of a covert camera/microphone combo, that could link to a com signal. It wasn't knew technology by any means, but it was smaller and stronger than any commercial product.<br/><br/>He slide it over after a while of rough drawing the design of the cameras he's found numerous times and taken apart, and then he slid it to her.<strong>"This was what I was talking about."</strong>He said in a quiet tone, before sighing.<strong>"If you don't understand design talk, that's a camera and microphone almost as small as a strand of hair, and with three times of signal; of the best domestic products you can buy."</strong>Daniel explained to her, but truthfully he could have missed something. He was a pretty good at fiddling with things, but wasn't as computer savvy as he'd like to be.<br/><br/><strong>"Now, Blondie: Dare! Hand me your suit!"</strong>Daniel told her in a rather forceful tone, and tried to calm his own mind from the thoughts that came up. The ones telling him he should have checked his last house for those damned camera's, the ones telling him he should have never stopped running, the ones saying he could still get out of here if he tried hard enough.<strong>"That includes the skirt, blouse, and shoes. It all looks fairly uniform to me, but you can keep the coat if you want..."</strong>He said, obviously wanting to see her in just her delicates' and lab coat.