"Hmm, interesting." Luke sat down on one of the nearby cultists, eliciting a grunt from the man. No doubt he would have had something nastier to say, but the gag was ensuring he was keeping his thoughts to himself.<em>Sun, sand and rampaging monsters .. sounds like my kind of fun.</em>he thought, pulling out his phone and flipping it open. He stood up, crossed the stage floor, pushed the door to the set open and walked outside.<br/><br/>"Hey Chu-en. Yeah, it's me. I'm good. No, just a little light workout here at the studio. The tip off was right, but this crowd would have been better at amateur night, you know? Yeah, can you arrange a clean up crew to .. yeah, thanks, perfect. What would I ever do without you?" He chuckled at the commentary in answer to that question. "Listen, can you let the others know I need to take off for a bit? His nibs turned up with an official request. I have to head over to the mid east and kick some horrible gribbly around, put it back in its pit so it doesn't go and devastate a third of the world or something. Yeah, pretty routine stuff. Tell Vince I'll bring him back a water pipe and some flavoured tobacco."<br/><br/>He took a quick look at the note he held, listening to the phone. "Nope, flight is already sorted. I think I'd probably be faster myself, but me doing mach 1 on a cloud would probably freak the locals." He chuckled again. "No, don't know how long I'm going to be over there. I'll figure out more once I'm on the ground. Listen, can you pull me up a language course of the local lingo, tribal dialects, and whatever all else you think would be good? Oh, sorry, Iran. Actually, see if you can upload a few language packs for the neighbouring countries too. You never know, they might come in useful."<br/><br/>He gave a small chuckle and put on an overdone Sean Connery accent. "You're a shaint, Moneypenny. Shee you later then."<br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/>Some few hours later, he was strolling through the international terminal of Tehran airport, pulling a suitcase along behind him. "Yuriko!" The shout probably wouldn't have registered on most people's hearing, but then, Scions weren't most people. Luke altered his course towards the shout, the voice sounding somewhat familiar. He snagged a lamb kebab from a food vendor, taking a little opportunity to practice his latest language, and then headed on, munching away happily.<br/><br/><em>There we go.</em>he thought, nodding to himself as he first heard the familiar western tones again, then spotted the young man responsible for them. "I guess they're really hard up for help if they let you in here." he said as he got close to conversational range. "How's it going? Haven't seen you since .. Vegas, wasn't it?"<br/><br/>He gave a polite nod towards the young Japanese woman, and turned to see who the other one was that was being addressed. His eyes lit up at the sight of another, even more familiar face, and one he could tease too. "Helllllllllllllllooooooooooooo, nurse." he said, grinning broadly.