The silence that stretched after Tony's continued fantasy of a vacation getaway was long enough that he'd be forgiven to have thought Sundance would let it go without comment. ...lose the boat, she finally said, not too long after did the doors to the elevator open up to another world.

There were more than a few glances in Tony's direction, sizing him up and deciding a man in a bathrobe was probably not here for very serious matters as they resumed whatever conversation and arguments they'd been engaged in.

I'm glad you noticed, Sundance noted in regards to Tony's observation. At least with the way they were communicating they wouldn't have to compete with the noise levels here. At least if anything happens, it wouldn't be difficult to misdirect attention. She couldn't see much and keep herself hidden, but the sheer number of people she could pick up within the vicinity was...well, slightly troubling. At least they hadn't come for a fight.

Found him. She sent a radar image from her ambient scans, an unsettling sea of red dots with one blue marking their position and another blue point farther off, perhaps unsurprisingly somewhere just beyond the direction of the stage as they were currently facing it.