When you could hear the heartbeat of the person you were talking to, catch the slight changes in pheremones, despite the strong odor of tobacco and old whiskey in the bar, it didn't take small changes in facial expression for Selene to catch the other woman's reaction to her badge. It was a common enough thing; just about everyone had done something they would prefer the authorities not find out about. A small smile came and went from her face as she pulled her coat back over her badge.
"I thought I had you pegged as former military. The plainclothes side of things has more than the usual share. We all speak the same language. Let me know when things change. The Department doesn't have an official air unit. Yet. Working on the budget for that. A few of us have our own unofficial workarounds, towards which the Department tends to turn a blind eye. The Chief likes it when his people come up with solutions to problems that don't cost the Department anything."
Her smile returned, broader this time. "End of recruiting pitch for now. Buy you another round?"