<Obviously, if it was going to be that simple, things would have been taken care of in house.> It's a few moments after Ms. Johnson closes her eyes and starts 'physically' composing her next set of thoughts (really just an excuse to be silly with Lapine's body as the target) a very well lubricated sleeve gets delivered to Lapine's hand courtesy of one of the drones that's floating around near omnipresently.<br/><br/><You will do some convincing, but there's also a pre-loaded virus/seed to put into the main work computer. Well, several, but I doubt many of them play nice with each other.> The Johnson's mark style (tiny triatic symbols from some old property) gets shown to Lapine for one simple reason. Confirmation that this one happens to be not so much found as owned. <The location, the very 'arcology' that's hosting this little event. Timeframe is a few months, but there will doubtless be others hired so you may want to do things quickly. Any other questions, other than pay?><br/><br/>She does her very best to look disaffected with the faux-earnest smile, but the flush on her face and the tapping of her foot in anticipation say otherwise.