Oz was deep in conversation on his cell as he arrived at the picnic.

"No, not Atlanta."

"I'm on sabbatical, I left a memo about it when I left the office last night."

"Relax, I have the whole place bugged, so you won't even notice I'm gone."

"Since I certainly haven't implanted you anything that tracks your vital signs, it doesn't matter if said device was also capable of transmitting any audio or visual data."

"Goodbye, Cameron."