"Fuck, I can't even make shift supervisor at Taco Bell at my age," Lyra muttered, one crooked eyebrow in the air. "Can daddy's money really buy you a head of research job? Seems like... you'd still have to know what you were doing, right? I mean... he's gotta be smart, right? And that's why we can't find him, he's just outsmarting us, somehow? I mean, for now," she added, not wanting to be discouraging. "He won't outsmart us forever. He's got Relentless Rosario on his case. Hear that, AG2?" she said, addressing the tiny, decades-out-of-date print in front of them. "We're coming for you."