<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/B_GMAd6U0AEOiMR.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong><strong>David Oestreicher</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246835.msg12206090#msg12206090)<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>09:23, 63 Wall Street, New York, Penthouse.<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Moderately priced, impeccably cared for suit; very polished dress shoes<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Danika<br/><hr/><br/>If Miss Quinn had been enlisted in the past...well...she just didn't read that way.  Which was a hurdle of sorts.  Even though the "television" had told them that he was in charge, it doesn't really mean anything to a person that doesn't know the chain of command.  Detective Temple already confirmed such and he wasn't quite sure how Miss Quinn would react so he would need to play this smart...and the truth of it was that when it came to people.  "Playing it smart" just wasn't his thing.<br/><br/>At the very least she was keeping it light and that made it a little easier.  He gave her an amused look as she popped her bubble and without looking, he reached out and grabbed a nearby chair.  Pulling it over so he could sit across from, giving him an opportunity to meet her gaze without looking down at her.  He nodded his head in a slight, quick fashion as she asked him what else he needed.<br/><br/>There was a desire inside to go over everything he had told her previously in the meeting room.  He'd been enlisted for well over half his life.  He'd had good commanders and then some...not so good.  The good ones didn't micromanage and the good ones trusted that they only needed to tell you once.  If Miss Quinn had questions he would need to trust that she'd ask; if not him, then someone.<br/><br/><strong>"So..."</strong>, he spoke in a low tone, his fingers laced together and hanging between his knees.  His forearms resting on his upper thighs as he continued.<strong> "We'll be using some bleeding edge tech for comms.  It works well when in high populated areas. It's sub-vocal and while you can buy mics on Amazon that say it will pick up whispers, these actually do pick up whispers.  They're a lot  less conspicuous than the normal ones too so we don't look like...well...so we won't look like unsanctioned espionage agents committing criminal acts within our own borders."</strong>, he paused then.  Giving it a moment to sink in before offering her a grin that was a little more playful.<strong>"So...why I'm talking to you about this is that while you are going to plenty busy, these comms use a laptop as a server.  It comes with the package I'm getting but I'm sure you know as well as I do that tech tends to do funny things when it matters most.  So while you won't be in charge of comms, who ever is will probably be sitting right next to you and if something goes sideways with our comms, now you know a little about what we're dealing with.  When they arrive; I'll loop you in.  It also looks like you're going to be the primary for all three objectives in some respects. So...what do you need? How can we help?"</strong>