The way Swann swooped in for the bottle and drank it as if she were in the same league as Temple Stevens caused enough of a surprise in Sinclair to watch in stunned silence. It's a few parts of a second that he replies, "That day you were nappin' I'm afraid an' she had that ridiculous chocolate fountain out. Though by the state I found Bailey...you have a point."

He gently took the bottle away from the already inebriated Escort, and corked it for good measure.

"I gave her a warnin' though: she fucks up, it's on her not you. I invested on Eight because of your good word an' your track record. But if she says she can produce a winner, I am holdin' her an' Gowan accountable for it."

That was the ultimatum Sinclair imposed on Temple, "She showboated that the District just needed a competent Mentor, so she'd better be."