Luke's trademark grin sat firmly in place as he and Nirvana consulted. 'Nihon Urbs. What do we know about this area?' 'Processing...almost 300 square miles, less commercialized than Quantum proper, population 170,000, mostly Asian citizenry. Current satellite readings show...Luke.' 'What is it?' I don't have satellite access. It appears something is jamming my communications; we're cut off.' 'Hm...check the pgm; is it still functioning?' '...Affirmative. As far as I can tell, my broadcasting and reception abilities are being suppressed by a signal originating within this building.' 'Can you hack it?' 'I think so. It will take a while; I'm not running at full capacity without my mainframe access.' 'Quick as you can, 'Ana. Just because no one's thought of trying to kill us yet doesn't mean it won't occur to them. I don't like the idea of facing one of these people in a fair fight. Get us some options, sweetie.' 'I'm on it.'<br/><br/>"Oh, I know Nihon Urbs. I was just a little surprised that a svelt little thing like you managed to drag us all this far." Luke said, his breathing once again under control. He was certain she expected him to bristle at the ''children'' comment, but it merely rolled off his back. He'd been called far worse. 'Hm, an upstairs, huh? We'll be sure to check that out.' He shrugged his shoulders at her challenge and pushed off against the bar, looking around the room.<br/><br/>"Eh, I've never really been the chivalrous type, doll. Are you sure you wouldn't prefer...some other form of exercise?" He asked, rifling his eyebrows playfully as he followed her down the hallway.