Bentley just finished the coasters as they pulled up to the bar. "Here guys," he said handing them each a few. Sly a few more because he could switch them out all over the bar without people noticing. "Try to get these around the bar, they're frequency is tuned to my computer, and they have built in listening devices so that if we miss anything while we're in there, we might pick it up later when I review the tapes."

He gulped nervously, it wasn't usually his and Murray's job to do reconnaissance work on the field. So to side track his thoughts, "It's a bar Murray, their dishes are probably under par, and covered in grease and cooking oil."