It wasn't like Teddy had proved himself the expert on the Chinese language-- every time he greeted someone in the hall as they passed on the way in, he was sure he aged about 3 years. By the time they reached the office, he was already panting. This was so much easier in a language he knew.
On the other hand, Wanda's work was way too slow. He would question why they would send him to break into computers with someone who didn't know all that much about computers if he hadn't appreciated Wanda's presence so much in their long wait. It turned out not to seem that long at all, at least while they were talking. If they had forced him out with some agent who was all serious business that Teddy didn't know, he was sure he would return to Billy an old man.
He took the chair. "You think he would keep this stuff on the work network, anyway?" he mumbled in that too high voice of Leung's with his chin in his hand, focus on the screen with furrowed brow.