<strong>"Will do.  Stay safe."</strong><br/><br/>He's locking the door behind you before you get too far down the hall, and afterwards you have a mostly safe commute.  You find an exhausted, distracted, distressed Ingress in her office.  She manages a weak smile for you as you enter.  There is a pile of binders on one corner of her desk that was not there earlier.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, how did your chat with Junior go,"</strong>she asks in a tone that sort of conveys 'please distract me'.<strong>"Was he a perfect gentleman or should I send a few of the girls over to taunt him a second time?"</strong><br/><br/>And oh, isn't there just a tantalizing hint of a story behind that quip?  But rather than explain her Monty Python quote, she gestures at the binders.<br/><br/><strong>"I can't even blame this on the Killjoys.  My sister is in earnest about our getting hitched.  I'd prefer a simple civil ceremony with as little fanfare as can be arranged.  Door, though...ahhh...no such luck.  You're of high station, Ingress.  This is a big deal, Ingress.  We need to do this properly, Ingress..."</strong>