"Jeez, viejo, did cubbie bnc not behave?" She sighed in frustration at her team still not appreciating her ability to be focussed despite not looking it.
"Sensor on, sempai. Two hours after lunch, there won't be an elf decker to be picked up. Especially not without drawing attention to us. If we enter this club and hang around, obviously waiting for someone, we, too, will attract attention of those who look. Barkeepers, security personnel - the bouncer. All those will remember us if they are being asked the right questions. That is, if we don't blend into the masses. What preparation do we need? We go in there, party, have fun, dance, talk idle talk to drunk people. The later, the more drunk they are, the less they remember. If we wait till everyone else is in there - including our objective - we won't attract anyone's attention. Well, I hope I do, but you catch my meaning, ole tusker.
So, Torrent, why don't you take a lady out for dinner? I won't be much of an investition. One soyghurt and I'm full to the point of regurgitation."