The hacker didn't need to aim his head at Lucille to take in the full show of her peeling her clothes off--one of the many advantages of the headset--and he pitched a considerable tent at the sight.  He'd been aroused before, but now he was going mad for her.<br/><br/>"It is!" he said in response to her remark about how tight it was, excited by the prospect.<br/><br/>"Sure, sure, I know some local terrorists, let me just--" a few clicks later, "bingo!"<br/><br/>A loud siren went off, gunfire ripped through the lobby, and a thousand choices began to scream all over the arcology.  The massive structure had thousands of inhabitants, all of whom were now seeking egress.<br/><br/>"Time to go!" (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atuFSv2bLa8) the hacker said, excitement narrowly overcoming fear.  "O-of course, yes, I'll be right behind you," he said, clearly still enjoying the view.  Sometimes he did aim his head at her, perhaps to better use the optical zoom the headset had built in as well as the various cameras and sensors that suffused the building.  He was something of a sensation junky, taking it from all angles.<br/><br/>With conflict breaking out, it wouldn't be too hard to<strong>Sneak<em>+1 Die</em></strong>out of there incognito.  Of course, the G-Men were tracking her vitals and her face would show up on any recognition, but the hacker was running every cover possible--rather than trying to fight the waterfall of facial recognition chimes, he'd overloaded every camera in the place with false positives.  People relying on facial scans would see her all over the building, and indeed were responding to hundreds of supposed sightings across the hundred-story arcology.<br/><br/>There was always the risk of someone copping a visual ID on either of them in meatspace, however, and the place was definitely swarming with agents.