She puts the coffee on, pulls down mugs and waits for him to talk. She's good at waiting tactics, these days, and she wants to know how he'll open. What he thinks will sell whatever pitch he's making.

A pitch she wasn't entirely expecting, really. That he had decided on a mission already - it indicated that he felt strongly about what he was doing now. That was good. Strong feelings meant more loyalty. "Okay." Turning to lean back against the counter and give him her full attention. "Shoot."