By the time Meredith 'saw' any visitors, the pain was almost completely gone. If she were the religious type, it would probably feel like a miracle, or that fate, should she believe in that instead, was preparing her for the trials she was likely to face ahead. "Hey, Princess!" Critz called down to her, as she predicted. As<em>he</em>predicted, she was still wrestling with the hose, alone. He knew it wasn't a job one blind man could handle, let alone a woman. "Pack it up!" he barked at her, half to keep face, half simply because that was just how he enjoyed treating her. "Drill's canceled, we can't wait around on the ship all day and night for you to put on makeup. We're headed in!" With that, Critz turned to move out, expecting neither attitude nor suspicion on Meredith's part.<br/><hr/><br/>"Mario! Luigi!" A fourth man was approaching the mess of suits, Jasmine, and Isabella as he called out to the two unoccupied ones, pocketing a cell phone as he did. "Everything's right on schedule. She didn't say no, I'm pretty sure I've got me a hot date on her way in!" The men were just starting to have a good laugh when the cohort suddenly screamed out, all three of them turning their attention to Marco, Isabella, and Jasmine. It looked like the girl had stabbed him in the leg, from the way he screamed, thought he was convulsing far too much for it. His entire body locked before he slowly fell back, almost taking Jasmine with him before she manaed to pull free.<br/><br/>For a brief moment, the man were completely taken aback that Jasmine had one the exchangem but only for that brief moment, before one of them pointed at the two women. "Grab them!"