An Amicable Meeting

[Liz Krest]

The Lane Hacker waited in silence for the waitress to document their order. As the young woman began to walk away from the table, Liz leaned back in her chair, relaxing her rather tense body and letting out a short sigh, her expression returning to the dull and emotionless one she had before.

"Perhaps a subject we can revisit in a future meeting," Liz replied with a rather vague statement, leaving it open to debate whether it was the inappropriateness of the setting or her lack of trust in him that caused her not to elaborate on the subject. Although Cobra's last statement had left her puzzled in comparison to his previous actions, she did not want to dwell on it for too long. He had just 'passed' a figurative test she had set him, and she was very pleased with his reaction.

"So tell me, Damien," the Infiltrator said in a calm voice as she looked into the distance, scanning the bar and its patrons, "is there anything about me you'd like to know? Something that intrigues you, something that perhaps piques your interest," her eyes returned to Cobra, "you can't possibly have asked me to meet you here just for a drink or two."

Throwing the ball at him, Liz's eyes yet again returned to the distance as she breathed slowly, waiting in silence for her accomplice's response.