Alex looked at Johnson and couldn't help the sneer that pulled at her lips, exposing her tusks a little more than usual, as she accepted the money. It was all right that he was focusing his attention more on the others. Hell it was expected. She just didn't like being dismissed so casually.<br/><br/>"All right, so we're looking at thirty-five hundred Nuyen, if we take this mission. I have no problem with this mission, just based on the paycheck." She gave him a slow look over. "But how do we know this is really<em>your</em>prototype? I mean, you could just be feeding us this line about a stolen prototype so you can get your hands on your opponents technology. Like I said, I have no problem doing the job, I just want to go in knowing exactly what I'm dealing with."