After much stroking of her ego (or was it her id?) and an enjoyable ride in an awesome transport with an awesome driver - seriously, she even dropped a little extra nuyen on him; guy was cool - it was time to stay at the bar and wait. The undercover presence made it busier for sure, but Lapine wasn't worried either which way. She picked a tactically sound seat - corner, with a good view of the room, straight shot to the exit, and would post herself up there with something sweet to drink (Non-alcoholic of course; alcohol had little effect on her really...)<br/><br/>And then the best part of any operation: waiting... and contemplating how much dick you could probably suck before the guy showed up.<br/><br/>Lapine figured she could probably choke down a ton of dick before the guy - or gal - showed up...