"Bones, you say?" Ambrose filed that name into his list of people to watch out for, as he trusted Daphne's judgement, and if she said she was up to something, he was willing to believe it. "We'll pass her name along, then. Have people keep an eye out. And you can too, once you're official."
Eying the remains of his meal, he crumpled his napkin and threw it on top of the food, considering himself officially done. "With everything that's going on this year, we really need as many people as possible keeping an eye out. Especially since they decided to give the head positions to people who, let's be honest, are probably the wrong sort. It's kind of disgusting, actually."