@ Lumen, Number 10 is number 10 downing street, the prime minister's residence. You know the whole area is very swanky, Harley street is the home of private medicine and all the Trid stars come down there for their cosmetic surgery, most of the landowners are Russian Oligarchs, Saudi Princes and those very wealthy natives who have a stake in industry, corps or government.
You know you'll need to fit in and security will be tight round there.
The chip contains the list of his chosen girls at Rosie Lee's, an upmarket brothel {not that they'd call it that} over in the West End's theatre district.
Johnny was right when he said he liked it "varied" he'd apparently done everything from heavily augmented baselines, though to transgenders, trolls, elves, orks. Every colour, every shade.
The data must have cost Mick a fucking fortune to get hold of, either in favours or cash; though you know it was pretty worthless as blackmail material. It is just a basic spreadsheet that anyone could have knocked up on their commlink.