Felicity Thompson was already at Quinn and Nika's destination point, waiting patiently. She was, as always, dressed for adventure in a very practical non-literal catsuit, armed with gadgets galore.

She smiled as she saw the Silver Swan jet approach, briefly musing over the idea of creating something similarly themed but in black for herself.

Not that she'd ever use it much, but hey. Private jet.

Granted, that's not what she was here for. Today, they were checking out the new kid. Nika because, well, she was Nika, and Felicity so that she could figure out what gadgets would best suit the newbie.