"Money helps." Miss Bristol suggested to Jen helpfully, masking her own feelings of awe rather well. She was quite impressed by the transit itself, considering her heightened senses. Likely they had members of her own cloister on site during the production, for even with her keen ability to sense motion and inertial forces, she didn't feel even the slightest lurch as the train smoothly set itself forward. The power source smelt slightly off, but even that was masked by a pleasantly sweet antiseptic smell, that she was uncertain WHAT was so unusual about it. The fact they were HIDING something was more then enough information for her.<br/><br/>A new employee had to tread carefully, not poking too deeply into the corporate marsh. Skeletons could surface, and the curious new hire might join them in the bog, so to speak. But that didn't mean she shouldn't keep attention to her surroundings. After all, the suggestion of knowledge was both safer and at times more powerful then actual knowledge when applied to the paranoid. And if there was one thing Psions shared it was a well justified paranoia. She murmured a single word as they came to a halt, "Armory..."<br/><br/>She would have to remember to thank Mr. Archer for remembering. Uncertain if he'd already faxed the equipment requisition form ahead, Maude had had the foresight to pack a copy in her satchel. Brushing close to their tour guide, she inhaled deeply, the gesture in and of itself innocuous. She could smell her breakfast, some sort of granola cereal and grapefruit, as well as a slight hint of alcohol from the prior evening, above the scent of her starched shirt, roll-on anti-persperant and perfume, "As staff liason... you're privy to quite a bit of information about the personnel. What would you say is your turn over rate?" She wasn't so much listening for the answer as sniffing for it, waiting to gauge the salty twang of sweat that was the telltale sign of a bad liar. She'd been dodging questions like a pro. She wasn't an engineer, that much was true, but she knew exactly how this place ran from soup to nuts, "And what do they do for relaxation her underground?"