Montresor nodded, his fast driving taking the car quickly past all of the suburbs and little buildings on the outskirts of the city and toward the large congregation of skyscrapers itself. "Must be the pilot in you. You never see someone in our line of work driving some old piece of junk that hardly works," he observed, noting mentally that she didn't seem quite as abnormal as she used to. "Anyway, is Greek food alright with you? I have a great taverna near the park that I go to all the time. Usually without the mask, though," he said with a smile.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Moon paused, surprised he would admit to being in the league for a reason as apparently empty and self-serving as just getting rich. There must have been more to it than that, which is why he withheld his judgment for a moment. "Is there something you're trying to earn the money for? I'm trying to make enough to pay for college and living without the loans and everything a citizen would get, which would probably be easy if I had a sponsor."