"How?  Ain't got a clue; the woman's got Lady Luck and her sister getting gang-banged by Great Dragons in her manor nestled right in the middle of her giant, truly<em>massive</em>brass balls I bet." he said, chuckling and enjoying his drink "And honestly, never could read her mind, but she obviously sees something special in you to keep you on for a job like this..."<br/><br/>He glanced at something in his AR field, grinned, and then tapped the desk, pulling out two more of his beers (how many did he have back there?)<br/><br/>"She's here, so's your buddy, the one demanding 'buttsex'." he said, leaving the beers out and keeping his one "You must have quite a 'talent' if that's what he'd risk dying for... I need that paper back before she gets her by the way."