If they had not each and every one of them been so unabashedly terrifying - even Steiner, bemusing and harmless though he seemed; Gina had been taught to never discount the potential danger of the mentally infirm, even moreso because you never could really predict their outbursts the way you could a sane person - Gina might have actually been laughing at Steiner's clowning, at the way he constantly toed the line. In an odd way, it reminded her of the way she sometimes felt herself, being a woman in a man's world. She had to be every bit as good as some of the best cops, sometimes, just to be taken as seriously as some of the youngest bumbling male rookies.<br/><br/>"There I have it," she echoed, one hand still holding her gun upon her thighs, the other lifting to rub wearily at her eyes. She was unnerved, anxious. It seemed like, after all she's just been told, their was no way she was going to get out of this meeting alive. And worse off, a part of her screamed, it seemed like there was no way that she was going to manage to not embarrass HER somehow, and that would be worse than death, assuredly. "I don't suppose I could have one of you be like a protocol interpreter for me, to keep from being entirely insulting to everybody there?"<br/><br/>Just as she was asking there came an odd little crackling sound from the front of the van, which began to veer and then skid, increasingly out of control on the stormy streets. It had been days since the DPW had even the thinnest hope of keeping up with all the icy precipitation, and the streets were getting more like frozen rivers every day. Clutching her gun as the van rocked and swayed, her other hand swung out to the side seeking some kind of purchase on the metal wall of the van. But inertia and gravity and all manner of laws of physics worked together to finally flip the vehicle hard, and it sent her flying disoriented through the air, hitting the far wall half upside-down. Pain exploded, and the blackness that took over her conscious was welcome, even if it was leaving her defenseless in the company of monsters... and her gun slide from her lax hands with a heavy clatter, skidding to a halt inside the van as it came to a halt.