[Solaris is engrossed with watching the press conference and monitoring the situation as the others are en-route to the site of the attack, so it's a few moments before she realizes Redcoat is still there.] [She blinks. "Something wrong?"] I meant what I said. We must have some way of contacting Ugg, or someone at SPLEE-NY, and getting them to respond. At the very least, an anonymous tip to the press. ["They're all the way downtown. By the time they got up to Washington Heights..."] Exactly. Look, what is it going to hurt to do that? Are we just going to sit back and do the dirty work while they maneuver like this? [Solaris shrugs. "I've got some reporters who owe me a couple of favors. Wouldn't be a problem." Solaris tilts her head. "That actually exactly what we're going to do, yes."] Why? SPLEE-NY is publicly funded, is it not? ["Because in the meatime, people are being eaten by crocodiles the size of a Prius."] That's nice and all, and I'm not saying we shouldn't jump in and *help*. But if we ignore this opportunity, the worst happens, he wins the election and cuts funding except for where he wants it, more people will be harmed. [SA looks back. "'Nice and all'? Classy."] * TheRedcoat sneers at Sister Admin. "You would know." We are spread thinly enough as it is. The less support we have, the worse off we will be. [Solaris shoots a look to SA, then turns back to Redcoat. "I'm gonna get the question asked. Not sure what else you think we should do."] * TheRedcoat actually stands up now. "I just wanted to make sure we were getting something done about this. I know that saving people is important. But Wild Bill wants to drive us under the steamroller of public opinion, and that's not going to help us, or the...innocent civilians in need of saving. ["We are. And I get the point you're making. I'm on it. Now go."] * TheRedcoat then adds, as she walks to the transporter, "I know it's not a top priority, but I just don't want us to forget this." * TheRedcoat nods at Solaris and goes for great animal butt-kicking.