<div class="floatright">(http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb117/hopefox17/Cuckoo.jpg)</div>Cuckoo accepted a new glass of whiskey and licked her lips at the waiter as she slipped him a twenty dollar tip. She relaxed in the booth, paying attention to Chan and Jack, nodding to both of them. "You may be right," she said, pondering the problem. "I'm not much one for cloak-and-dagger missions, they're not really my strength."<br/><br/>She was halfway through her second drink when she felt a warm, intoxicatingly masculine presence settle down next to her and wrap his arm around her shoulders. She almost choked on her whiskey, setting it down quickly as she turned to regard the man now sitting next to her. "Why, hello there, handsome," she murmured, nestling comfortably into his embrace and slipping a hand under the table to rest on his knee. "You must be Kurt. I think we're all here waiting for you. I'm glad we waited, too."<br/><br/>Cuckoo looked past Kurt briefly and saw Jessica and Hitomi sit down. She gave Jessica a grin and a chuckle as she felt their fingers brush against one another over Kurt's legs. "We were all just talking about why we're here, and where we should go to make our plans. The hotel is... a big talking point right now, let's put it that way."