Cherie flies as silently and sneakily as possible to hover just above the table in front of Ms J. As she floats there, she drops the invisibility and concealment and says in her silky Cajun drawl, "silly boys, of course this is a hostile extraction, someone is going to want to stop it. The real question is what level of opposition is expected? Stable, unstable it matters not, we'll be able to carry equipment in the vehicle to continue to stabilize him if need be, and surely as capable of Johnson as this lovely lady will have been sure to recruit one of you as some one who is, how you say saws bones?" Addressing Ms J more directly "But, given the nature of the skills that such a run as this requires, you have clearly assembled an extremely capable team. However, those highly specialized and exactly right for the job skills are not to be bought for a pittance. 8K is a trifle too low for these fine people. My self, I'd settle for an evening of dinner and drinks with your fine personage, oui! But I think that my associates here might say non! And want for something, shall we say, more tangible. Like, maybe, being allowed to keep said vehicle after the run. Or some equivelant in kind renumeration." Shimmying her wings she finishes with, "what say you, we could have a very fine evening together."