Arc was dancing and swaying when Marco's message blipped in front of her vision, the human girl's step faltering for the slightest of moments as the news of it hit her. Mentally, she frowned and sighed, keeping up her appearance and glancing over at Yelena, seeing her in her euphoric, drug-induced state. Frag it all. Told him to keep it cool Thinking quick, she commanded the Fly-Spy up to the second floor and to lock onto Yelena's private commlink, keeping an eye on her as she kept appearances, winking at a gentleman dancing with her as she sent a message back.
@Marco decrypt 1034890-1029 {Arc} [cc: Yelena]>>
<<Y'all ain't lecturing me. Yelena's already in her role deep. If we both kip out full, they WILL know drek is up. I can't be there for you physical-like. Just hang tight, I'll send eyes to the warehouse with ya. Now will you just fragging calm down?
Satisfied with her response, Arc glanced over to her dancing partner, standing up straight and putting her cyberhand on his chest. "Hoi, just wait right there, aight? Need a quick smoke break, wiz?" As she pushed through the throng, she brushed by Yelena, hugging her lightly and muttering "Smoke break" before heading out to a balcony with a view of the street. Fishing into her clutch, she pulled out her lighter and a cigarette, placing it on her lips and lighting it. Using that action, she turned her right side away from the door, launching her other Fly-Spy into the air, locking it in with Marco's signal.