A quiet grumble and shuffling was heard from the speaker as a gruff voice grumbled, “Right away, Miss Laurent… One moment.” The sound from the speaker went silent. A few seconds, the stout, grizzly man in a very fine suit stepped out of the car and walked around to the car. The driver peaked his head into the limo for a moment, looking around at the passengers. “Everyone comfortable?” the driver observed more than asked. “There is water in the fridge. Feel free to help yourselves to it,” he added glumly in a robotic manner. With a firm nod, the driver stepped back and closed the door.<br/><br/>Less than a minute later, the limo purred to a start and merged with traffic.  The familiar husky voice announced, "We'll be arriving at OTA in about ten minutes due to heavy traffic." Once again, the electronic device went silent.<br/><br/>Vye glanced between the cop and Rosa. She wasn't very good at starting conversations, but she wanted to avoid the awkward silence more than anything else. She reached for a fridge, which were conveniently located on each wall, and pulled a water from its cold confines. She took a sip, and brought herself to break the silence, "So, um... What an eventful night, meeting so many new people in a new city. It's all very exciting, don't you agree?" She took another sip as she nervously fidgeted with the bottle cap.