[Just Outside Trog's]

Miranda checks her watch as she and Eun walk out of the tavern. While Jack hadn't specified a time to meet, she'd told the rest of her team to be out and ready to leave by 7... for whatever their old 24-hour cycle was worth anymore. She absentmindedly paws at some loose strands of her hair, silently annoyed that their situation had brought back some inconveniences they hadn't had to deal with in a while. Like bedhead.

Eun was with her, all freshened up and ready to go. She was eager to meet with Jack again; the previous night had left her with a good first impression, and while she was rather attached to her confederates, she was looking forward to having a friend outside of work.

A few minutes after, Rose comes down the stairs, blowing a kiss back the way she came. "Bye, Alejandro! It was nice meeting you!" She pumps her fist as she joins the group, quietly enthused at the conclusion of her night at Trog's.

In a few more moments, Vlad arrives, piloting their shuttle, and thankfully managing to avoid all the buildings this time. "Good news, ladies. Guess who got the auto-pilot fixed last night?" He points both his thumbs at himself, giving the other three a cheesy, altogether-too-proud-of-himself grin. This is quickly wiped off his face as the shuttle takes off without him, leaving him standing in a cloud of dust.

"Well, that's everyone but our guide and Klaus." Miranda looks around. "It's not like him to be late."

"He's not coming." Vlad replies. "Said he had business in Skyside. He won't be back for a while."

"Hmph. Good riddance." Rose mutters.

"...Well, everyone but our guide, then." Miranda corrects herself.