Female ork, attractive, clearly a big-wig; the fact that she was on a call made it easier for her to hide - diverted attention as well as AR interference with IRL. Combined with the fact that Lapine was small and silent, this was a piece of cake... for now. This 'Mrs. Cross' was likely going to be at it for a while, and as she listened, she picked up on some relevant information:<br/><br/>The central - read, PRIMARY - machine this was all on!<br/><br/>Oh lucky lucky her... now she just had to find it... wait, was it even in here?<br/><br/><Hey, Overwatch: can you tell me on a matrix map or something where (INSERTNAMEDEVICE) is located?> Lapine inquires to her team, figuring a quick burst communication would be safe amidst all the other traffic in the area and everything else keeping the Spiders busy...<br/><br/>Maybe she could look around the room more closely...