"Prolly right." Harper chuckled. She recognized the look, she tended to talk fast and when her accent was thick most American's just nodded as if they were keeping up. "But I wouldn't recommend most'a th'bases if I were ta be honest." Slower and clearer... like when she talked to her boss. "This ones above ground... not all th'others can say tha'. So prolly bes ta not ta push it an risk endin' y'r tour in th'Underworld an then find y'rself stuck there f'good."
Harper picked up her sandwich and tilted her head slightly. "Though you ask nice an y'might be able t'get away wif a local show." She mused. "I seen one a'th'kids messin' with th'holos an got 'imself a concert hall." In her attempt to retrofit the R&D labs with some of the hologym technology to make work more efficient she'd reviewed a number of the programs- those that were accessed or edited more recently always popped to the top and the list of them were all fresh in her head.