Mona checked her list once more, sipping daintily at her hazelnut coffee. Ahhh, perfect blistering caffeine. She smiled at Ian, mouthing a "thank you," in true cornball fashion. "I'll brief them later, if they ever do deign to appear."

She grinned brightly and toothily at the group. "Looks like we can get started!"

In the wild, when a primate bares their teeth, it is a signal of a threat, or physical confrontation. This wasn't quite the wild...and she was technically a primate...but one should learn to fear one of Mona's toothy grins.