Ishani drives to the Grindhouse with little conversation on her end. She has more things on her mind then simply looking over the blueprints and making plans for the assult.
Her mind keeps wandering to Saul in the trunk. What is she going to do with him? Obviously she has given her word that he will be embraced and she will be the one to take that responsability. She isn't going to push it off on someone else. He is a mercenary though and Ishani has a lot of experience with their kind. They have a bad habit of doing what they want, when they want, and as long as they do not directly cross the limits of their contract, they can strain the line as much as they need to. Half the time they aren't even given limits. They are usually told to do whatever they need to as long as the job got done. That is what worries her.
She doesn't exactly want to sire a problem child but at the same time the idea of taming someone is thrilling. She remembers how very rebelous she was when she was first embraced. She basically told her sire that kindred society could go screw itself as far as she cared. Look at her now though, consort to a Prince, former Sheriff, former Harpy, and current Hound. Her ass is so deep in politics she is surprised she can move.
As the Grindhouse comes into view, Ishani turns her thoughts to Horizon. Hopefully Asa had enough time to look everything over and get a good idea for what they needed to do. Hopefully Saul would continue to be an asset. Hopefully Asa wouldn't rip his throat out before she has the chance to embrace him. So much riding on hope.
Ishani pulls into the parkinglot and finds a spce close to the door. She stops the car and turns it off, then sits back and waits for everyone to get out of the car.