The adept - Spot - looked him over, but otherwise did not react to his presence while she was dropping her last piece of clothing on stage. Sakura also looked him over while dodging a grasping hand from a drunk ork.<br/><br/>Jackie was indeed inside the room, dancing at a pole in the center of the room while the mage of the team, Liam, was leering at her. Next to him Porter frowned, elbowed the man, and stood up, greeting Jason, gesturing to a free seat near him. "Mr. Johnson."<br/><br/>Both men were wearing dusters, and carrying firearms beneath it, as well as knives, as Jason knew from past experience. Last Chance didn't send his spirit in, so the astral was clear as well. As safe as Jason would get. "I heard you had a business proposition for us, Mr. Johnson." Apparently the girls of the team would not be joining them for the negotiation. Either they trusted Porter, or the team was no democracy.