<div class="floatright">(http://i1133.photobucket.com/albums/m592/MistressofPen/Steph01.jpg) </div><strong>Character:</strong>Stephanie Kane<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Penthouse, 63 Wall Street, NYC, NY<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Jeans, boots, sweater,<del> scarf, leather jacket</del>.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Valdez<br/><hr/><br/>The elevator ride was as uneventful as the last time.  Stephanie always felt that elevators were the perfect place for an ambush.  Perhaps her imagination really did need to be put on hold.<br/><br/>Back inside the sanctuary, Stephanie paused by the kitchen as Oscar explained how things were as far as scents, and his plans for the future, should they live through the night.  She watched him and hugged the roll of plans to her chest as she shrugged out of her jacket and piled it on the open counter beside her.  She glanced around and then moved to drape her jacket over a chair and set the plans on the counter.  Moving around the wall to the dining area, she noticed Oestreicher and Quinn in the living area.  She gave them a quick look; they seemed to be talking, so she returned to the kitchen quickly.<br/><br/>“D’you think this is a fool’s mission?” she asked, speaking low.  “Or, do you just think that they will eliminate us whether or not we are successful; you know, tie up loose ends?”  Not thinking about what she was doing, Stephanie followed Valdez’ movements, moving to stand next to him when he stirred the big pot of sauce.  It did smell heavenly and she inhaled the scent deeply.<br/>