Walking down a line, she stops at one, wrenching the handle down and swinging the door open.
Inside is a cheap folding table, an AC unit, and some folding chairs. There's a man sitting at the table, playing with an iPad.
"All good?" he asks. "I can't get shit for wireless inside this fucking metal box," he continues, waving the iPad.
Kaeda nods, and takes a seat. She makes a 'gimme' gesture with her hand.
An envelope is slid over to her, sealed, about a 1/4 thick.
Another is slid over to the empty chair, presumably for Dizzy. It's thinner.
"Dizzy, right? I'm Harry."
Kaeda flaps the envelope, giving Harry a disgusted look.
He shrugs, and holds out his hands defensively. "Fucking port authority bribes killed us, what do you want?"
A small dog barks. Enough bullshit.