You would think people able to survive in the shadows for a few years could get their wire-enhanced rear ends in gear to take a perfectly good job. Well, that’s what you get for thinking…. The group meets at Club Penumbra to a pretty rough start. The Johnson seems to think they’re a little wet behind the ears and plays some hard ball with the nuyen. Fortunately, all is not lost and the job is fairly low key; get some data on some Superman project for a decent paying customer. The hacker does some research and manages to reserve a limo that goes right into the apartment complex, plus gets all the data in the system to look legit so they go right past security. The passcode to the front door should make entry nice and quiet. The magical dwarf does some scouting and finds a canine friend in the apartment that could use some distracting and locates the most likely place for the computer. Once everyone’s ready to go the driver/doc waits to be picked up after stashing the car, while everyone else is picking up the new ride. The limo driver doesn’t mind too much, after he’s knocked out and relieved of his holiday work that is. The muscle had a little trouble figuring out the seating situation at first, so everyone got in the back of the limo until someone figured out they needed to take care of the driver. Rough. Oh, yeah, don’t forget to dump him off… unless you’re cutting a fifth person in on the job. Once there getting through gate security was a breeze and the front door was no problem. The dog was not too friendly, but it was distracted by the fresh cut of synthasteak, compliments of the hacker. Burgers for dinner again…. Once they found the data it was a simple matter of washing the gel off the dog, covering their tracks, and hoping no one noticed the driver/doc/limo driver out front for 20 minutes. They had a clean getaway and dumped the limo. Good thing the jobs go smoother than the meets, or they’d never work in this town again. And next time the troll comes along, get a bigger table.