Arc perked up at the piping up of the currently unnamed older gentleman, noting the funny accent. A Brit, if I remember. Frag, this little group got the whole world tour drek goin', don't it.. Smirking and giving a knowing glance to Jaime, the human turned to the Brit and activated the links mentally, using the multifeed program she had previously used going against the blood spirit and mage duo to pull up all the screens at once and passing them onto a trid projector in the garage for public view. "Right up my alley, omae. Expect some noise and lag, but this'll do in a pinch."
She frowned a bit at his idea for what to do next...it sounded like a trap setup for the people who have his stuff. Maybe lethal. "...I'm still nervous that a fraggin' revenge job be making these hoops close up. Then we'll never know where those kidnappers gon' go with the missing peeps and their mojo-inducing drug drek. Toxins aren't easy to find in this hood, mister...you wanting to knock them out or geek these hoops? Cuz if it's the latter, some bleach and fertilizer could do your job in a pinch...you sure that's what you wanna do?" Her head gears were turning with an ease not unlike her vehicle engines, the human girl finding herself leaning a bit against Jaime as she concentrated and multitasked. With the feed up and the search results in, she gave a nod and pursed her lips.
"Well, Yelena's lead is clean...like, very clean. This guy knows how to keep his drek dark...like some consiglihoozy drek. We'll take a look...and hello...who might this be..." Freezing one of the camera feeds, she snapped an image of the order-giving face, cross referencing it with pictures her drones took from the night before...looking for a match.
...might take some time...