<strong>"Go ahead and clean up."</strong><br/><br/>Ingress aims a playful swat at your butt as you turn to head to the washroom...and when you return she is seated, going through various papers with a look of intense concentration on her face.  Playtime has apparently been rescheduled for later.  Much later.<br/><br/><strong>"What <em>exactly</em> did that son of a jackal propose to you,"</strong>she asks as you return, not looking up from her work.<strong>"Because we probably want to take advantage of his sense of chivalry as soon as possible."</strong>Leaning back, she gestures to her object of study, which is a neighborhood map and a handwritten list.<strong>"The Killjoys have been more aggressive than I originally anticipated.  It's easier to spot if one can get a little perspective...which is the difficult part.  They seem to be going for the neighborhood as a whole.  interesting, isn't it?"</strong><br/><br/>Her eyes sparkle with grim excitement.<br/><br/><strong>"This is supposed to look like a mere power play by a street gang.  Very clever."</strong>