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"Seriously? Our boss told you to make as much noise as possible?" Tox raised a brow. "HE of all people did?"

"I mean, he isn't opposed to showing off. Just look at Haven," Ace pointed out. "When I saw the footage, I knew he meant big business."

"Yeah, true that. He's cool and quiet but knows how to flex most of the time. Mhm," said Tox, her voice dreamy with thoughts of chiseled muscles.

"Psh. Give up while you're ahead, girl," said Stella. "You're gonna have a bad time trynna' push through Val."

"Oh, right, her." Tox sighed. "It's 2117 - monogamy is so old fashioned."

"Nothin' wrong with old fashioned," commented Clint.

"Get back on track." Diamondback placed his finger at the dome of the holographic lab and then began to slowly trace downwards, through the floors. "A frontal assault is dangerous, but there is an upside to it: it's simple.