"Oh, I know you know them. Doesn't mean you've thought critically about them. And like I said, we talked. I have it on good authority--"

She pulls her communicator out of her pocket, wiggling it.

"-- that that really wasn't what pissed him off. So why don't I read you a little bit of what he said, and we talk about that."

Her eyes cut around the gym - not crowded, but not entirely empty, either.

"Uh, not here, though. I'm thinking somewhere more private; your call on where."