"While I'm well aware of the fact that he has issues with picking his battles, I'd rather keep my team mostly intact. Don't worry, I have a few choice words for him about antagonizing the people and AIs we're supposed to be guarding."

Jax's folder was moving about erratically, and screaming. Mostly what was discernable was, "Motherfucking folder!"

Jason did his best to ignore Jax's cursing, though if he himself were not a folder he'd be grinning a bit. A little ways away he could see Thomas' folder beginning to download into the system

"So anyway, about that further information..." he said to Coyote.

"now is not a good time."

Thomas' folder was completed. This place is hardly secure and we better get moving, it won't take them long to figure out what happened to us.

Don't see how a bunch of folders could kick our ass but he's right. "Ok, you probably know best where we should go, so lead the way."

___two hours later_______

The downloads completed dropping the cyber force back into the cyberworld in a garden. The garden looked typically english. Coyote now dressed very British was holding a blue door open. You suddenly realize you two are dressed very formally in a british fashion.

"Hurry it's almost tea time."

the sign next to the door says. "Mrs. Miggens Tea Shop"

Brilliant, Jason thought Who would think of bugging a tea shop?

He, Kaitlin, and the others quickly got seated in a corner out of major sight just to be sure.

"I'm guessing this is where you'd feel it's safe enough to talk" Jason said to Coyote.

"Avalon-in-the-fields is a tiny town in the middle of no where, and Mrs. Miggins' is a small tea shop in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere."

He ordered for them in tea jargon and the elderly lady smiled and walked away.

"So what do you want?"

Jax was dumbfounded, and decided to actually respond without cursing.

"A green tea, please."

He sat down at a table, and immediately took on appropriate table manners. His mother had been big on those.

Jason decided to be equal parts random and parody, though not entirely by choice, he actually did like the tea he was ordering.

"Tea. Earl Grey. Hot."

Then in a lower voice he said to Coyote. "I know I must sound impatient but...again about that info you said you had for us."