"Does it?" He gives her a sharp, interested look, and taps gently on the bartop for another refill.

"I know a few. Illegal weapons trading, basically. She's got an ID that's well-established for this after some previous work, and Fury wanted her to infiltrate the market in--"

He takes a swallow of his new drink and looks at her.

"--ever been to Madripoor?" His tone says it all.