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"Saves us a trip" Dupont thinks to himself anticipating a scolding to commence.

The call is cut short as an enormous explosion shakes the foundation of the Regency Towers. A shift in the floor makes most objects topple and fall. Windows shatter. Curses abound and a wailing alarm howls. A black smoke rises outside the broke windows. A stench of burning rubber can be noticed as emergency sirens take up the choir of the alarm of the hotel.

The agents around the table seem all uninjured by the shaking of the large hotel.

Floor seven is your current location.

"I guess this was not on our agenda for today" says Henri trying to get up from the tilted table. "I think this is our cue to leave."

(Holding for Mr. Handy to return from the Convention. Let the dust settle... See you in a couple of days.)

Kathryn Petersen rises, smoothing out her navy blue skirtsuit automatically. "Yes, let's get out of here," she says, leading the way. "We'll proceed to the nearest fire exit in an orderly fashion. I can't help but think this is another diversion, but if so, from what?"

Henri Dupont rises from his chair taking a good look at the others half expecting mayhem to follow. Raises his hand towards Kathryn and says "After you, please."