"Are we not going home?"
Anti had arranged herself on a park bench with her feet on the one that stood a couple of feet away. She nodded curtly as she pointed her PET's infrared port at one of the several dozen windows on the public jack-in area that littered the monument in the middle of the paved square.
"We'll just do a bit of work here. You complaining?"
"No, ma'am."
"Good. Now in you go."