"You've got a day to figure out your logistics and assemble your gear," he says with a tilt of his head as he pulls them into the parking lot of the hotel they're staying in. He gives Jacobi an encouraging smile.

"Don't look so dour, Jacobi. They might be staying at the four star business accommodation. But. We? Get 'magic fingers'." He tips his head to his bag. "I even brought quarters."