She didn’t have to wait long before she’d heard a man’s voice from behind her. Swiveling around on her foot, she instinctively raised her hand (because it’d somehow felt like the appropriate thing to do in this setting). “Here!” Man, did that just bring back memories of roll call at school. She had a terrible record. “Tacokicker. I’m Tacokicker,” she smiled sheepishly as she lowered her arm, “That’s me.”
Now that she could see him more or less, an amused smile spread its way across her face while she took in his appearance. User001 always seemed like a funny person to her, but she hadn’t expected him to actually look the part too. He was an older man, cute in a quirky kinda way. “You’re G. Frost, right?” She asked, slipping the bag off of her shoulder, “I’d brought you your stuff. The HDMI cable and the antenna.”
Unclasping it, she reached into the sack to retrieve both of the aforementioned items as she started to approach him. “Uh, hopefully these work,” she said, tugging them out, “I’d tried to keep my eyes open for the other shit on your list too, but no luck.” Stopping a few feet from him, North held out the materials for him. “Sooo,” she said slowly, “how classified is this project of yours?” Because she was still hella curious about what he was going to do with all these things.