Carrying out orders is quick and clean. It's a small two story office space rented out with no visible logo on the building. A trio of secretaires work the front, a human, an elf, and a dwarf. The clamshell is dropped off at the front, and Harper gets a credstick with the (adjusted) payment loaded onto it in return.<br/><br/>Mr. Johnson comes out to get the package from the front, more dressed than before. He thanks Harper for her speed and tells her that the sauna is still rented out under the fake ID for an hour more if she wants to hurry back and use the last twenty or so minutes. Before  she leaves, he asks one last question, if she's curious as to what the part is. Two, two last questions as he also asks if she read the note.