Evangeline looks down at the figure outside, a warm yet ever-so-slightly devious smile crossing her face. She folds down the microphone arm on her headset and presses a button on the side of it.
I want you to come aboard and show me what you've found so far.
The under-belly cargo bay door of the Borderworlds Transport slides open and a lift declines to floor level, beckoning the suited man to step upon it.