Dark*Matter: Discovery, The First Mission

"In this thing," Cade says with a guffaw, before he says over his shoulder to Nick. "We'd have a better chance drunk and on foot."

Cade will pull over, unless there is a lot of protest about it, however he'll also get out and follow Meredith.

But, he will leave the keys in the ignition, with the car turned out, leaving it in neutral with the parking break on. Obviously, be it him or someone else, the rig is prepared for a getaway - for what it's worth.
 

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The vehicle following you parks about sixty feet back shortly after you park. The driver of the black SUV doesn't turn off its engine.

Forty-five seconds after it parks, one of the MiBs opens the passenger side door, and walks up the side road about thirty feet, and stands there. He looks like a man who has something to say.
 

Meredith walks up to the black SUV and then to the man in the black suit that got out. She peers up at him, shading her eyes, then nods and extends a hand to shake.

"Hi. I'm Meredith, though I'm guessing you already know that. We're with the Hoffman Institute. Was there something you wanted? Or...is one of our taillights just out?"

She smiles at the man.
 

I'm not really that great of a driver. Since Cade had gotten off the vehicle again, Larry scuttles over and get's ready to drive back for Meredith if something happened. Turning to Diego he says, "Just be ready for anything wierd that might happen. I don't trust these suits." Turning to Nick he adds, "you might want to keep your head low Doc, you never know when the excrement will hit the rotary propeller."
 
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"And I'm agent Duffmann. Who I work for is immaterial," the MiB replied, shaking Meredith's hand. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one up, and then offered another to Meredith.

After she accepted or refused, he continued. "What we want to know is what's going on at the motel. That's why we're following you. To see what you'll find. We got here before you did, after all, so don't think you can just leave me or my superiors out of the loop on this."
 

Diego, antsy, peers towards the meeting. He draws his gun. "Oh, I'm ready for anything weird. Something normal might blindside me at this point."
 


Meredith waves away the cigarette and shrugs.

"The motel, huh? If you're so curious, why not just go yourselves? You've had time. Why wait for us?"
 

"Simple. My superiors don't want us treading on the toes of the Hoffmann Institute right now," Duffmann said, putting away his pack of cigarettes, and blowing out a cloud of smoke. "I'm not privy to the details, of course, but apparently there's some high level negotiations going on right now, and they don't need a low level investigation getting blown into a huge confrontation. That's what I was told by my boss when I asked permission to have you quietly removed from the area. Of course, we can't just simply let you investigate something related to our case without us looking over your shoulders, that would just be foolish of us. So you just go on and do what you Hoffmann Institute agents do best, poking and prodding at things and getting to the truth of matters, and I'll just be watching from a few blocks away."
 

"Uh huh...well, what about a cooperative investigation?" Meredith suggests, peering up at the man, trying to see his eyes through the sunglasses.

"We could share what we've got so far, then head out to the motel actually working together, instead of just spying on each other while we repeat the same work twice."
 

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