"I'm sorry," Rhiannon smiles apologetically, "I apparently didn't explain my point clearly."<br/><br/>"The issue, as I see it, is that regardless of all the potential profit to be made if we can carry out enough stuff before we blow this place up, is that you have very clearly stated, and repeatedly, that this mission is, in essence, an audition. An audition for another job that you<em>want</em>to dangle in front of us like the proverbial carrot, but you haven't actually shown us this carrot, only told us that a carrot, apparently, exists."<br/><br/>Rhiannon puts her hands on the table in front of her, looking at the Johnson very seriously, "The reason this is an issue for this team is precisely what you illustrated; you're taking a chance on us, but you assembled us. Just looking around the table it's plain that we have a broad range of skills, and these people with these skills have all been handpicked for this job, all six of us. Don't delude yourself, this does mean we do, in fact, have some leverage. Unless, of course, the diversion here really is the mission, and we're six names out of a hat, in which case, I would rather have this fall through because you tried too hard to play tough rather than risk being thrown into a meatgrinder."<br/><br/>"Now," Rhiannon smiled again, gesturing, palms up, in a manner meant to ease some of the tension, "I do understand your position. Naturally, secrecy is important, so don't worry about the where, why and when of part two. I think you'd find it would go a long way to getting us all on board, however, if showed the what, who and most importantly, the how much carrots."