<div class="floatleft">(https://aestheticmuscleclub.files.wordpress.com/2014/08/tim-gabel-4-17.jpg)</div>Imre's eyes narrowed slightly as she referenced meta-humans. Did she notice his secret or was there some other hidden meaning that he hadn't noticed? Either way, he had to be careful around her. She was abnormally sharp. Most couldn't follow what he had said. Yet, she had. "Meta-humans are a myth. Just like the Cyclops. Magic is merely the term used for technology that wasn't understood. Vast difference. Besides, one man's god is another man's Devil. It's just a matter of perspective." Imre followed behind her to throw away his trash before going to shake the cook's hand. " Gracias para la comida. Esta muy bueno."<br/><br/>Imre returned to the car and placed his polo on the front of the seat before sitting back on it. After all he didn't like the feeling of sitting in a car after sweating. "As far as what they'll pay-- I texted and there's some discussion.  I mean, I'm trying to push for more, but they said they would pre-authorize a per diem of two-hundred to your debit card, and once they process the paperwork it'd be something like two thousand per day, plus expenses.  Don't ask how they got your bank account."  Imre sighed heavily. "The government loves their hackers. Well, tell them that the pay is ok, but I will only do research with the already gathered information until the paperwork is finished. I'm not risking life and limb for $200. I'll need to gather equipment anyways." He may have sounded irritated, but it was just to cover his surprise and glee at the pay rate. With that money he could practice with his powers even more and maybe even learn some real martial arts. Not the pathetic political and social catering gyms that play at teaching the art.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry if I seem rude sometimes, like I'm not listening, or paying attention.  I realize that can be strange for people, but, I'm... kind of weird that way."  Imre smirked a bit. "I'm used to dealing with people that have ADD. It's nothing new to me. Besides, I can tell you've been paying attention to what I've said. So, there's no need to apologize."<br/><br/>"Call whoever you need.  Your father, maybe?  Girlfriend?  Any colleagues or anyone you want to touch base.  I'm sorry to rip you away from your life like this." He chuckled at her expression. She was shy NOW? That was amusing. "It's part of my job. I leave with little notice sometimes. Besides, I told my father about this job before we left that building. Not that I need to tell him. And not many women like to be around someone as dry as me. Even if my muscles make them weak. Also, as you've seen, I'm not really close to my colleagues."[/color]<br/>When she first started to speed he was really nervous. He even grabbed the "oh shit!" handle. But not long after that, he relaxed enough to lean back and let things happen. He even started to drift off before they arrived at the abandoned base. He stretched his legs and body before opting to continue on. After all, with a military base came food and clothes. If not he should be able to go to the requisition officer and order some. Besides, it'd be better to just get there as quickly as possible.