Pathfinder paused, fork in her mouth.  She tilted her head, giving her a cute thinking look.  The utensil slipped out of her mouth.  "The Hermes 2070E...double market value plus twenty-five percent..."  She nodded.  "That's good.  I won't say anything about it."  The Johnson, finally glad to be back on track, resumed.  "Once you have the system, leave a message for Mr. Burke at a place called Stoker's Coffin Motel in the Verge.  You'll get instructions from there."  Now knowing he had their silence, he continued.  "One more thing.  Do not do anything to damage the actual system.  What's on there is highly sensitive and critical to our continued operation."