Yousef snagged a slice of pizza from the tray, and rolling it up he stuffed the entire slice into his large mouth.  Looking at the other two with innocence he merely asked "What?" though it was quite muffled by the pizza that still stuck out slightly.  He chewed as he listened to Mea go over the dossier again and other pertinent info, and as she mumbled to herself, he found himself agreeing.  Swallowing he finally spoke, "So, what, we snag the package.  And instead of delivery, we pry any loose info from it instead?"  he almost grinned about the idea of 'interrogating' the snitch, but knew that he was all blunt force trauma, and that he should leave such delicate matters to others.  But that didn't mean it wasn't fun to try, so he just snagged another slice and repeated his process.  Tasting a familiar flavor he looked down at his hands and noticed they were still covered in gun oil... oh, so that is why it tasted funny...  He shrugged and wiped them semi-clean with a napkin.