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It seemed Dr. Pascal wasn't rather fond of the MPs, or of him for that matter. "Wait, you mentioned a shooting star? Any idea where it might have landed? I'm a bit of an amateur astronomer and while I realize it's unlikely for anything to survive entry into Earth's atmosphere, I do always hope." He tried to put as much enthusiasm and eagerness into his voice as possible. He realized he was talking out of his ass, and he was hoping that she wasn't knowledgeable in astronomical phenomenon. It was likely though that this "shooting star" was the object he had been sent here to find. So close, so very very close. Gods, this might be an easier mission than he had thought it was to be. Only and hour or so here and he had already gotten a major lead and was close to retrieving everything. "Dr. Pascal? I also noticed you referred to the MP as Smith 1. Is there any reason for that?" He really didn't give a damn, but had to feign interest since it was one of the details any normal agent tasked for review would be doing. That was one of the downsides to working for who he did, so much damn training, but the majority of it had actually paid off.
He got up to stretch, for he was indeed stiff and wanted to be done with this as quickly as possible, or at least get another lead. "Is there anywhere to grab a drink perhaps? Nothing strong obviously. Hell, even some water would do with this heat."