14659/Have Demon, Will Travel

Have Demon, Will Travel
Date of Scene:	11 April 2023
Location:	Warehouse in Stamford, Connecticut
Synopsis:	Agents Sara Pezzini, Sybil Tan, and Mary Jane Watson check out the warehouse location in Stamford, Connecticut... there's more than meets the eyes at Sara is forced to call in the Justice League Dark, and Tan and Watson meet a very, very, very, very strange... man.
Cast of Characters:	Sara Pezzini, Mary Jane Watson, Sybil Tan

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Sara Pezzini has posed:
The latest reports from SHIELDs tech department and the medical facilities had left more questions than answers for Agents Sara Pezzini, Mary Jane Watson, and Sybil Tan. The trio was no closer to understanding what had happened in Central Park, or where the demon that had clearly been pulled into this dimension had gone. For a power hungry servant of the underworld, this particular creature was either laying low or waaay too sneaky.

With the location in Stamford, CT offered as another location to possible obtain some answers, Pezzini had once again contacted Watson and Tan and met up with them at the Triskelion. Since this was a SHIELD supported mission, and there was no telling what might be needed, the discussion of using a quinjet or going by ground vehicle was being had. Both were options as Stamford was only an hour and a half away and a mission vehicle with supplies could be used, though a quinjet would be fast and they'd be there and ready to go.

Pezzini, in her usual way, was leaving the choice of transportation up to the other two agents while she once again mentally hosed Witchblade down.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
And Mary Jane has suggested something a little more inconscpicusious than usual. Rather than doing something like insertion via Quinjet, she's.. Just had them take a cab. I'ts the type of thing that SHIELD will actually cover, they don't have to worry on the issues of getting an Uber, and, well..

New YOrk Cabbies have seen weirder things than a group of people in armor with weaponry perhaps being taken down to somewhere. Also there's one more thing in that the seats are comfortable an dthe cabbie has long ago learned to not stare.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Sybil contemplates the back seat of the taxi that already has 2 geared up agents in it and shakes her head. Her armor's collar extends and wraps around her head as it forms her helmet. <<No offense, but I don't feel like sitting on either of your laps.>>

    Plasma thrusters flare as she rises into the sky, quickly climbing to a height where a human sized figure is almost undetectable. <<I've got a lock on the cab so I can be high enough and not lose you. Off we go!>>

Sara Pezzini has posed:
As the decision is made and the cab called, Sara sort of zones back in to this reality to find that the choice made isn't one she would of considered. She has a car, she could have driven... she could fly there herself, which as is turns out, Sybil will be doing.

With a blink of confusion, followed by a shrug of acceptance, she climbs into the back of the cab with Mary Jane. For a brief moment there is silence in her head, as the address is given and Sybil flies off. The second they are on the road however, Sara regrets her decision as Witchblade goes into another tirade. Just once she would like for him to shut the F up about it.

New York cab drivers. When you got a good one, that also spoke English and new most of the laws, they could cover some ground in record times. The driver seemed a little surprised when Sybil just flew off, but Mary Jane was right, he was pretty jaded about the whole thing.

Exactly one hour and seven minutes later, Sara not the most social on the trip, the driver pulled up to the address he'd been given in Stamford, CT. He'd had to stop for gas once, but he was in fact kind enough to turn off the meter.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Her knees aren't up to her face here, the seat is comfortable (if a little ragged) and she's not having to bother with the driver making awkward small talk while staring at her or having someone's elbow in her face. Mary Jane has definitely had a lot worse rides to places. She would lean back in her seat and glance at Sara.
    "It's got to be better than the back of a cruiser, isn't it?" Or just being strapped down over to a Quinjet.

Mary Jane is quite happy to be quiet along the trip, occasionally checking her phone along the way. Her personal phone, occasionally scrambling through texts and sending them.

~Come on Peter, I'm going to kill you if you don't say hi back, I don't care how busy you are. Just check in~

Sybil Tan has posed:
    High above, Sybil is basically just gliding on the wind currents. Speed is not a issue when you're following a car that has to stay on roads, especially in the city. It's always relaxing to get up where the noises of everyday life fade away, even if you aren't sure what you are going to find at the end of your journey.

    But that's life as a SHIELD agent.

    <<So someone will have to point out any magical traps if there are any, afraid my armor can't detect that sort of thing. Ah, looks like traffic has cleared up in front of you, we should start moving a little quicker now.>>

Sara Pezzini has posed:
Along the way Sara manages to say, "I have an SUV." before she's forced to look back out the window. It really didn't matter how they got there, so long as they got there, but she had never once thought of paying a cabbie that much for the trip... but she did.

Climbing out of the cab, she presented the driver with the money for the trip and a nice tip, then glanced upwards to ensure Sybil made it. They were 'on the job now' so for the most part Witchblade was starting to behave.

<<Nothing in the parking lot, nothing on the exterior of the building, but WB says he can 'feel' something in the area.>> Comes her report to Mary Jane and Sybil through the comm, even though Mary Jane is literally right there.

<<How do we want to do this? Just walk in, sneak in, blast our way in... it could just be another business for all we really know.>>

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
This is something that SHIELD's going to cover as a business expense, so there's no worry! Mary Jane leans back, "Yes, and do you want to put all thsoe miles on it when we come all the way out here?" Sure, sixty minutes through the city and out to the state is going to put a whole -lot- of miles on a car. Silly city girl that's never gotten a driver's liscence.

Mary Jane is quie ta sthey go on the approach, she goes to consider for a moment and goes to speak along hte comm <<Walk in. Look normal. IF they get really surprised or resistance, we can identify ourselves as feds. If just confused, we scope the place out. If hostile, we deal with it. No reason to not go in the front door unless we're really sure they'll react aggressively.>>

Sybil Tan has posed:
    <<Ok, we definitely have something here. Looking at this place with thermal just about blinded me. But the walls aren't hot, just the room itself. I'd call that more than a little unusual, and points at either magic or most of the building is a big containment vessel for something really powerful. You've also got a receptionist type at a desk in the lobby.>>

    She pauses a moment and thinks things over. <<There's only about six inches between the walls and the heat, so I think you'd be well done if you stepped in there. That leaves the receptionist as really the only viable option. We'll have to hope they aren't just an actual receptionist and know something useful.">>

Sara Pezzini has posed:
The information from Sybil has Sara turning more fully toward the building and squinting her eyes, not that doing mattered even remotely. She didn't see the magic when it was present, Witchblade did, or rather he felt it. The fact that he wasn't feeling anything clearly indicated that something powerful was at work.

<<Give me two shakes of a duck's butt.>> she requested of the two agents, then helf her right arm up in front her. The gauntlet of the Witchblade formed over the sleeve of her jacket, sometimes he was nice enough not to destroy things, and this was solely so he could fully open his 'eye'.

Perhaps ten seconds passed before Sara spoke again. <<Alrighty then, Witchblade can just barely sense the magic in that building which means some high level magical barriers and wards. If I want into that place I'll very likely set off every alarm in the place. Tan, you're going to have to back Watson up, and I'll take over watch.>>

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would frown over and move to tap her chin thoughtfully. <<Well, then they're definitely setup with a minimal presence. THe receptionist is probably going to be kept out of the loop of anything as much as possible. Probably to divert attention. We can figure it out as we go in and talk to her. I can always try and make a bit of a distraction if you need it so you can sneak aroundi n the back.>>

And going along over with Sara, she's looking over the building. <<We're definitely going to be out of our depths if there's magical barriers. Can you tell what kind of magic they are?>> She knows people fluent in magic.. But they're no there and they're not going to get involved in SHIELD stuff.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Sybil points herself downwards, dropping into a nearly vertical dive. Seconds before impact, her wings flare out, plasma thrusters kicking in to pull out of the dive, do a quick roll to shed some speed, then land next to the others, adamantium claws on her feet retracting so she can walk. The helmet splits and retracts, but there's just no hiding the rest of the exo-suit.

    "Well, I'm thinking I'll probably be playing bad cop, what with the armor and all. Agent Watson, that leaves you as the good cop. I'll let you set the course of the conversation and jump in if anything comes up that we need more info about."

Sara Pezzini has posed:
Lowering her arm, Sara looks back toward Mary Jane as Sybil comes in for a landing. Nope, she did not like this at all, but there was no other choice at the moment. "When you open the door and walk inside, Witchblade should be able to get a peek inside and at identify the type of magic. Most wards on doors block entry and exit of something, but when the door is open the point of passage is no longer blocked." She sighs, almost rolling her eyes. "No, I don't get it either, but he does, and that's all that matters."

A car pulls into the parking lot of the building, which is a shared lot with the small warehouse next to it. A man climbs out, bringing with him a briefcase while speaking loudly (see also screaming) on the phone. "I told you, it's finished, we're getting the results and crunching the numbers, what more do you want?!" He starts walking toward the second building, the warehouse not in question but pauses and speaks more calmly. "Listen Xel, you shared all the data with us. You've trusted us to find a creative way to implement the service and obtain the data. Now that we have the data, we have to have time to crunch numbers to obtain the solution. Give us just two more days, tops."

There is a pause here in the conversation, clearly the man is listening to this Xel speaking before he nods at nothing and says, "Thank you. Two days, I promise." then hangs up and heads into the warehouse next to the one in their sights.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would muse over then and go to cock her head to the side over, and then she goes to consider and watch the men and frown. "That seemed awfully convenient.." She would go to try and look in the direction where the man had gone. Really, really convenient. "You think they're here waiting for us?" If they are, then it means that the itnent is to try to get the group to split up so they can be picked off. But they've not made a big deal out of going - they filed a small report at SHIELD and the investigation's going to be relatively low priority so no one will pay that much attention.. And if they were being tracked Sybil or Sara's partner would have picked it up.

She goes to crack her knuckles over. <<So do we go inside there or we split up and have one group go after our very interesting talker and the other scope the warehouse or his conversation partner?>>

Sybil Tan has posed:
    The helmet re-forms around Sybil's head, her eyes going to the phone before he hangs up and routing the signal to SHIELD's cyber team. The other two hear her say <<Agent Tan. I need the names, numbers and positions of both ends of the call. If it was recorded, break into the system and get me that too. And do it five seconds ago, I'm in the field.>>

    Addressing both of the other women, she says <<Let's see if we get anything good from that call, then we'll decide who is going where.>>

Sara Pezzini has posed:
Hackers gonna hack, hack, hack... but it still takes a bit of time. Nothing happens instantly in the field of technology, except perhaps for a few random events that send agents to other planets, other dimensions, into space... but we're not talking about those instant events right now.

"Let's give that a minute before making that decision," Sara comments with a nod toward Sybil, then adds, "I don't like the idea of spitting up."

The red 'eye, that being the large stone on the Gauntlet swirling with what looked like smoke and light, focused on the man when he appeared. Witchblade watched him, listened to him ranting, and quickly dismissed him as 'not important right now'. "No sense of magic or anything of that nature from the loud speaker, just to keep you both informed," as the final thing Sara offered, though her natural gut instinct told her there was in fact more to that man than Witchblade realizes.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
At the call from Sybil, Mary Jane speaks over the comm <<Understood.>> She goes to listen over and moves to cock her head around, "Got it. So that means I can't call you Daphne then?" She would deadpan over to Sara and Passenger. If that meant that the Witchblade was Scooby, she would roll with it.

Mary Jane's got no real sense of magic, and even Sonja's experience doesn't have much to offer here. She just has a feeling that events here are a little -too- convenient and with all the heavy magic about.. Definitely there's danger.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    After what is really not that long a wait, the report comes in. Sybil kicks it onto the comm channel all three of them are on so she doesn't have to repeat it.

    <<One phone is about a hundred feet from you. The other end of the call traces to a pay phone in Central Park. You heard the local phone's owner talking, so you know what he said. The other... was in a language nobody here can identify. I mean, like, no clue at all. I don't understand it, we even have people who speak Klingon and Elvish along with several other made-up languages, and nobody can make a thing out. Sorry Agent Tan, but that's all we have.>>

    Sybil replies <<Thank you.>> and lets that line drop. <<Well Agents, we have two options. There's the receptionist with the world's largest Dutch Oven, or Captain Cellphone and the Mysterious Message. Thoughts?>>

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would quirk a brow over. One that no one can identify? And.. "Wait, Central Park still has pay phones?" Huh, she thought they always got destroyed when someone flew into them for a quick change, then raced out of them. Then again there were all thsoe resotration funds that rebuilt everyhting else weird in the city, so why not?

<<In the choice of one or the other.. I'd say that our weird speaking guy is likely to have something useful, but he's less likely to tell us. THe receiptionist is going to talk but is less likely to have anything useful. And there's definitely -something- in that buliding if we can't get in it without anythings hort of a magical nuke. But they -did- have one on standby if need be.

<<I'm leaning towards our weird phone man but if you have a preference, I'm game for your call.>> To Agent Tan.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Sybil thinks it over for a minute, then comes to a decision. <<Let's go with the cellphone. I think we're going to want people a little more experienced with magic for the warehouse. All we could do there is go in, scare the receptionist and not open the door to the main floor because we like being uncooked.>>

    She turns and starts walking over to the door the guy went through after his phone call ended, sensor systems examining the door for any alarms or traps of a technical nature. Reaching the door, she opens it and steps inside, looking around to find the cellphone guy and to see what the room she's entered looks like.

Sara Pezzini has posed:
Through this moment of conversation between Agent Tan and Agent Watson, Sara and Witchblade have returned to watching the warded building. The sensation that he feels has only gotten stronger, but that he still can't feel anything /from/ the building has started to rub the ancient entity the wrong way.

<<I'm going to call in some back up from the Justice League Dark,>> she finally says, turning her attention to the other two agents. <<You two go talk to the loud guy, see what you can find out. This...>> she jabs a thumb toward the warehouse that's like the inside of a kiln to Sybil's sensors. <<... is Witchblade's priority.>>

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson would nod over at Sybil <<Makes sense.>> Her hand is going over to the large sword on ehr back, ready to yank it up and out if she needs it. Her other hand is over on the sling where the small standard issue SHIELD Needlegun rested ready for a quick draw. Given they didn't know what they were goin ginto she wanted something just a little bit heavier than an ICER..
    <<Saving all the fun for your boytoy, Sara?>> She would deadpan along the comm, moving to put herself on point in front of Sybil.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Looking around the empty lobby, Sybil can see that one, it's empty of people, and two, there are two doors out of the lobby, both labeled 'Office'. She shrugs slightly and says <<Let's go with the door on the right.>> The left gauntlet of her armor reconfigures itself into it's cannon form just in case there's anything on the other side of the door that might attempt something stupid. Since MJ put herself on point, Sybil readies herself then nods for the other agent to open the door from the side of the doorframe out of the line of fire. <<Ok, let's see what we can find here. Three.. two.. one.. go!>>

Sara Pezzini has posed:
The comments Mary Jane made were not missed, in fact Sara was making a list of each and every one, with a counter of why Witchblade should be permitted to scream at her. Not many understand how the ancient entity in her head worked, how their relationship wasn't always fine and dandy, but then Sara didn't let many get close enough to find out any more. For the time being, none of that mattered, Sara was putting out the calls for the members of the Justice League Dark... hopefully some of them would be able to assist.

While Tan and Watson head into the other warehouse, the main room is decorated badly... dark browns, lime greens, even some lemon yellows. It's as if the people who owned the second ware house wanted people to step inside and instantly vomit. The only sound that either agent could pick up was the sound of the central air and heating blowing.

Three... two... one... go! The door swings open to a short flight of stairs, four steps in total, going down to the floor of the warehouse... the completely empty except for a tour bus parked in the middle of it... warehouse.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
And as the two are going along, Mary Jane has her hand over on her sword. Her other hand has the needler out in her hand and ready to open fire. She goes to brace herself agaisnt the other side. THere might not be anything behind it.. But better safe than sorry. They don't -have- to treat this like a breach and clear operation..

She swings the weapon around in front of her, then sweeps it from side to side and glances about the room, evaluating it for any sort of weirdness..

Beyond the horrid paint scheme.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Sybil gives it a second, then enters and breaks left along the wall, scanning the room for anything other than the tour bus. Nothing else is in the room at all, which means their target is either on the bus, or has made his exit through non-standard means such as teleporting.

    <<Well, only one thing left to check.>> She starts walking over to the bus, scanning it with her sensors as she approaches. <<Scanners say three people.. talking about ordering something from McDonald's. This may not be the den of evil we were looking for.>>

    Reaching the bus, she knocks on the door, opening a small panel on the chest of her armor so her SHIELD ID is showing. "I need to speak to you for a moment, please open the door."

Sara Pezzini has posed:
The screams from with in the bus are real, very real, and high pitched. The older generations might claim it sounded like a girl screaming, which for part of it was in fact true, but the other part... well, there was something distinctly not human about the scream.

Once a moment passes, of just screaming, there is silence and the door latch of the buses side door clicks allowing the door to swing open. Inside are two woman dressed in bunny costumes, not Play Boy bunny, no, these are tighter fitting, fuzzy bunny costumes with hoods that have HUGE bunny ears but leave their faces revealed. The whiskers have been drawn on.

"Master will see you," one of them says with a voice so empty of any sort of emotion that its chilling.

"Yes, master is most kind, you may enter and speak," the other says in the same dead tone.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Well, lovely. Mary Jane goes to deadpan, "Isn't it a little late for easter? I know it's the year of the Bunny.." Someone kept up with the Chinese calendar on the Internet. "But you're a bit too early in the season." She has her needlegun back over in her holster now as the two girls give a 'welcome' to them. Giving a quick glance over at Sybil with a 'you want me on point or you'? Mary Jane would take her hand over to rest on the holster of her pistol, going to tap over on the hilt of it. Quick couple of motions.
    Small jabs of hand signals for quick-talk used in a sweep operation. Question-mark. Hostile. Who she meant was very clear with the impression.
    NOt quite trusting comms over at the moment.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Hand by her side, Sybil responds in the same way. Take point, I'll cover. No weapons.

    Once MJ climbs into the bus, Sybil follows, all sensors scanning for anything out of place or dangerous. Since she assumes these bunny types will escort them to 'master', she brings up the rear, ready to portal Mary Jane and herself out if necessary.

Sara Pezzini has posed:
Aside from the same readings obtained before entering the bus, the sensors pick up nothing new. The man who entered the building after the phone screaming match is sitting on a bench seat at the large table. The decor inside the bus is far better than the main lobby, but still there is the use of bright, stand out colors... they just match this time, blue, greens and whites.

"Good afternoon!" the man booms, sounding /waaaay/ to excited. "Have a seat, please, can a bunny get you something to drink? We have water, coffee, cola soda..." he gestures toward the bench opposite him, not seeming at all bothered that both agents of SHIELD are there and armed.

"I believe we have some lemon jello, if you'd like an adventure," he adds, wiggling his brows and flashing a broad smile of what looks like sharpened to fine points teeth. "Or perhaps lime?"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
Mary Jane Watson goes to lean over against the side of the bus. This has her propped up and over agaisnt one of the panes of glass that's a window. It means that she can quickly jump and put some cover between her and the others on the bus or leap out the window if something gets hostile.

"No, thank you, and what do we call you?" She would ask over to the man. While trying to match the man to any sort of profiles that might seem fluent. Clicking her tongue over to her comm and speaking quietly.
    <<Compare to database>> Asking control if the man was in any files. And also getting ready to close her eyes.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    "Thank you, but no. We just have a question or two for you, then we'll leave you to.. whatever it is you're doing today. Do you know anything about the warehouse next door? Seen anything unusual going in or out, that kind of thing?"

    Hearing MJ's request to HQ means she doesn't have to do it, and can get on with whatever questions might seem needed after she gets a reply to the first one.

Sara Pezzini has posed:
Although neither sits and neither wants coffee, the bunnies move to the kitchen area to collect several bottles of water, four cups of coffee, numerous containers of lime and lemon Jello, and even a can of generic cola. The move much like automatons, or what people would think of as puppets on strings.

"Those loud and nosy neighbors of ours," he says with a snort, and perhaps it was just the tension in the air, but there might have been actual smoke or steam coming from his nose when he did.

"They moved in a few months ago, started demanding my bunnies and I be quiet while they worked... oh, who am I?" He stands up to reveal that he was indeed the same man that had exited the car, his height matched, the suit, and the briefcase still in his right hand. "I'm Thaz of course."

All the while the facial recognition software was running, spitting out possible matches but finding no positive ID, nothing that could give the Agents any indications regarding this odd... man. The bunnies serve up everything to the table as if the two agents had joined Thaz, and as they do the man returns to sitting.

"Unusual describes everything about that places, from the day they carried in a hundred computer servers to the night the wizards appeared in the parking lot, bright flashes if light, big booms, horribly dreadful." He picks up a bottle of water and bites the lid off before taking a drink. "Now there is that constant loud humming sound... eeeeeeeee.... eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... do you hear that?"

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
This is definitely trippy. Mary Jane's been through strange times. It's a testament to all those strane times that this is high up on the list, but not quite on the top. "I see. So, Thaz, how exactly did you and the.. Other two get here?" SHe's not going to call them bunnies. Something is definitely not right here. Sonja hates wizards. And this man has all the signs of being -something- related to one.
    But if the two girls are under enthrallment and there's something else here going on.. She can't just jump him. A quick hand signal is given over to Sybil. Question-mark. Hostile. Question-mark. Stall. Question-mark. Engage. Quick light taps over of her fingers that look like fidgeting.
    Still making sure to keep her eyes ready to be closed just in case there was something visually added to the mix of things.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Sybil's eyes flick over the controls on her HUD, sending Thaz's picture to the JLD database as well since it's possible the guy is a demon or some form of shapeshifter. She suddenly wishes Sara had come with them, she's more prepared for this kind of thing.

    She nods, "Yes, I do actually. Very annoying indeed. So they dragged a ton of computer equipment in, asked you to be quiet, then had a wizard battle in the parking lot. Anything else you can think of? If there's anything going on there, we might be able to get them out of there and kill off that noise for you.

    Basic rule of interrogation: If you make the questionee think answering will get them something they want, they tend to be more likely to talk to you.

    Hand signals are tapped back to MJ. Hold. Be on guard.

Sara Pezzini has posed:
The bunnies move back from the table, around the bench Thaz is sitting on, to stand behind him and look... empty. Their eyes were blank and dead, skin was pale, honestly they looked like they were already dead and it was getting worse the longer the Agents were there.

"No, no, no wizard battles silly Agent of SHIELD," Thaz scolded, drinking more water then eating more of the plastic. "They were doing magics /inside/ the warehouse... about six wizard I should think, right bunnies?" He looked back at them, neither moved nor acknowledged him, but he looks back to the agents with a smile.

"Bunny One always remembers the number, yes... six of them, long robes, pointy hats, wands, the works," he sort of gestures at nothing in the back of the bus, as if a wizard was standing back there. "But you don't care about all that Agents, do you? You want to know what's in there, what in the blazes... literally... is in that warehouse. Well... go look, it should be ready now."

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
This is something that Sybil has more experience in. Sonja's more the type to just start to lop off limbs, presume that if you cut off the head the wizard can still monologue, and then set it on fire just to be on the safe end. And.. Multiple wizards with bunnies?

This is like a knockoff of the Yellow Submarine action figure line. Mary Jane makes herself be relaxed, and Sybil can definitely read her body language that she's trying hard to -not- roll her eyes.

Sybil Tan has posed:
    Even Sybil's non-magical senses are screaming that something is very wrong here, but it's not currently the problem they are working on. You better believe that she's sending Sara in to talk to this.. person once the business with the other warehouse is done. Possibly with a couple other JLD members as backup. She nods and simply says, "Thank you Thaz, I believe we'll do that. You have a pleasant evening."

    Hand signals tap out Cover. Withdraw. as she turns and heads for the door. Once they are both outside, she says quietly "I really hate when these cases get mixed up with magic. Let's go see where things stand with Sara." She heads for the door and out to where they last left Sara.

Mary Jane Watson has posed:
There's a quick flip down from Mary Jane and she goes to ready a couple of smoke grenades as backup, just in case they're needed. Mary Jane goes to slide away to join Sybil over and lets out a sigh, "I really hate tehse sorts of jobs." It's still more dignified than the time she had to go try and stop people from riding the unicorn in Central park as a -totally- non euphemism based metaphor..

but it's close.

Sara Pezzini has posed:
What it is that this man and his bunnies might be, or what they are doing, does not reveal itself as Agent Tan and Agent Watson perform their well exercised retreat. Nothing happens as the Agent's leave, save for the door of the tour bus closes behind them... on it's own.