Scene 3: NGCPD Super Containment Div.

"So, which is it? You want to go talk to Blitzer? He was pretty adamant that he wasn't going to talk, but Fastball said he would speak for both of them?"

El Toro nods, "We'll talk to him. I mean sure, he might catch on that we're not telling the truth, and then what? He just won't talk. I say we take the risk, and try to squeeze a little more out of him. If it doesn't work, we lose nothing. Unless either of you two have a better idea?"

Ok, we'll try it your way

"Go for it. I'm not sure we'll get much anyway."

El Toro smiles and sits down, just staring at Blitzer for a little bit. "Si, si. Just a formality really. To be honest, we don't really need anything from you. You're a smart guy after all. So I'm pretty sure you understand the situation right? We know your plans, we know who you work for... Hell, we probably know more about your whole operation than you do by now."

The lawyer looks at the heroes quizzically and is about to speak when Blitzer speaks over her.

"Nah...that ain't it. You're trying to trick me somehow. You don't know nearly that much. I ain't talking and neither is Fastball."

Moon starts to speak, "Perhaps if I had a moment alone with my..."

"Shut it skank, I ain't paying you to talk for me. I'll tell you when I need your shystery input!"

With that Annette folds her hands and leans back in her chair, apparently resigned to let Blitzer hand himself.

Echo has to mentally hold herself against the wall to keep her from jumping at Blitzer. It didn't matter that Moon was on the other side of the table, he shouldn't talk like that to someone trying to keep him out of jail. Shouldn't talk like that regardless.
'Let the boys handle this one.' She thought. With Blitzer, its likely she'd just get a screaming match then any actual answers.

Diego gives him an inquisitive look with single raised eyebrow. "Oh? Are you telling us that Braincase has let you in on more than she should have?" He pulls a notebook (blank) from his pocket and looks a a few of the pages. "Every indication after all is that you're one of the lowest, least trusted people in your organization. Foul tempered, prone to rash impulsive behavior. I mean really the only thing they could actually use you for was to crate a distraction. For all actual intents and purposes though, you're useless to them." He sighs and snaps the book closed. "Look, anything you think you might know is probably a lie. A lie that was fed to you because your handlers know you'd probably get arrested and easily goaded into letting something slip. Your suit, now that might actually hold some clues. We'll be dissembling that shortly, breaking it down to parts and going over each tiny and every screw with an electron microscope..."

Pfft, it's probably not even his suit. It must be Braincase's. That's how these villains roll. Take any idiot off the street and give them a super suit. Disposable muscle

El Toro gives Echo one of those 'OK, we fucked up, now you come save us' looks.

Echo suppresses a satisfied smile as she approaches the table. Keeping her eyes locked on Blitzer with a no-nonsense expression, she takes the chair sitting directly opposite him. "Look, Mr.Fuller," she says, again stressing the use of his real name. "You're not in a very good position right now. We've already spoken with your associate and gotten a great deal of information out of him. We've even worked a deal with him for his cooperation." She fails to mention that the deal included him, but didn't think Annette would correct her, given the circumstances. "You've only got one ally in here, and so far, you've done a fantastic job of turning her against you. I would suggest you fix your attitude and work with us, or you may not see this level of kindness in a loooong time."