There's a coffee machine in the District 5 Suite Lounge. Venus heads over to it and sets it up, fiddling with a packet of sugar in her hands and counting, mentally, how long it's been since she had her last pill.

"Coincidence. I didn't go out looking for targets, they kind of came to me." She shrugs a bit, taking on a sheeping grin that tugs at the bottom of her gums, then jerks a thumb at one of the rooms. "I think that one in there's still pissed about it."

She pauses, tilting her head at Disciple.

"Hey, um." Venus taps a finger to the corner of her mouth. "You got a speech thing? Because I mean, you can work with that, on the camera."