Silk looked at the small drone and then at Ork sitting on the backseat with the door still open. "Anyone ever tell you an attitude like that will get you killed?", she shook her head and sighed with frustration. "What is it with this town that makes no one act reasonably and professional? You're an info dealer, we want information and have a gun pointed at your face. That's a pretty clear situation with an outcome that could be painless, easy and clean for everyone. Why would you try to fuck it up and make it ugly by not playing your role and being an insulting smart-ass? Hank, break his nose, will you.". She waited for a second, then raised her hand to pause. "Wait. That annoyingly obvious drone that's trying not to be spotted, that yours or you have other people watching you?"