The Johnson's laugh sounds pretty crappy through the display, or perhaps it's just a case of not having a good laugh. "I like you more already. Now, your friend for the duration is going to be the illustrious Shocky. If this isn't the right place then you're going to have a really boring time. But I feel in my bones it's right! Most of the fine details will be hammered out between you two, so I'm going to take my leave in a few moments. Just so you have time before those sadder than dreck ads come back."<br/><br/>Shocky stands and gestures for Harper to follow around the side of the building where a van waits. It is decorated in such a way as to look almost, but not exactly like, a taxi-van. "So," the orc says, shedding some of her now 'snowy' outer wear, "want to take this thing or what you arrived on?" African-american, probably from the sea-side by her light accent, and ever so lightly (apparently) chromed up. "While this big guy's a little less fancy it's also big enough to keep your ride in if we need a quick escape rather than an unnoticed one."<br/><br/>The ad coming back on can be faintly heard even in the van. Although at this distance it's hard to tell if it's hawking some kind of implant or weapon or both.