"She respects us enough to have four body guards covering this meeting." Akiko said as she nibbled on her bacon with dainty care. She missed being about to afford real meat more often. She also missed having genuine Sicilian blood oranges fresh from the tree for breakfast with fresh bread and eggs. She was used to a higher level of living than she was living now. Two of her cut out IDs had been burned, the ones with the expensive perks to them.<br/><br/>"And the first rule of the game is you never take the offer first across the table, it shows you are either desperate or a novice. No one here is a novice, and neither are we desperate. Dickering and discussion is as much a part of the game as getting in and out without being seen." Akiko said with a flick of her tail as she met 'Johnson's' eyes. She'd done a similar role occasionally in the past, the company girl working for someone with a 'nobody' job like 'Corporate Strategist and Tactics'. Like her boss.<br/><br/>"And you know as well as I do that expenses isn't just ammo. It's paying the delivery man to bring in an extra box on a shipment, or slipping a security guard a bride, paying the coffee guy at the local SoyaCaf store to put something in their supra-venti latte." Akiko pointed out. "After all, you don't always want a mess for something this simple, sometimes you want something subtle."