Bingo. Buggy had caught sight of her. And she looked pissed about it too. God, Bambi hoped she was Throwawayaccount_307h. She needed her in her collection of crusty girls ASAP.

Then Buggy stopped looking at her and turned back to her PET. That wouldn't do. Bambi didn't get ignored.

Pointe gave her a conspiratory 'pssst' through her earbud. "They're using an IR scanner! He's in! But the door opens both ways."

Bambi smiled. "Yeah? You wanna do some recon? Make sure we got the right girl?"

"Tactical lesbionage action time!" was the only sign off Pointe gave before disappearing. Bug Girl's PET was a bit of a disaster, and Pointe resisted the urge to color code and sort while she was there. Progs were scattered, but they barely acknowledged her even when she waved and simply went back to the (probably illegal) mods they were handling. Amazing what acting like you belonged there did.

The chat was easy enough find, since she saw it in her own PET every day. She only gave it a quick glance, careful to avoid the DMs to maintain some level of privacy despite her current actions. She gave a victorious pirouette before logging out in a shower of holographic glitter.

"Mission success! She's the one!" She exclaimed.

"You're a dream, Pointe! Let's get our new girl!" Bambi chucked her empty water bottle into the nearest garbage can and disentangled herself from the loose circle of children still june-bugging to her since her little show. Buggy hadn't bothered to move from her line of sight, so she power walked her way through the crowd, not bothering to pretend she wasn't heading straight for her.

She seemed distracted, so Bambi gave her a polite tap on the shoulder to bring her attention back to its rightful place. "Hi Throwawayaccount, I'm Doe_Eyed, but you can call me Bambi!""

The arcade seemed unreasonably full, but the crowd seemed to congregate at one end. It left the dance machine open with an audience to entertain, so Bambi set up HQ while Pointe gathered intel via the cameras.

She was two songs in before Pointe sounded in. "It's a birthday party, little star, and I think your new girl is in attendance!"

Bambi took her time entering her name on the scoreboard and getting water while Pointe pulled up a swiped screenshot from the security cameras. Face mask check, bug theming check. Cute sulky edgy girl energy, super check!

"I couldn't hear the Navi through the cameras, but the NetOp was talking about Nebula being back and Officials." Pointe spun in place, before closing the image. "They're going to hack the ticket machines!"

"Great job, Pointe! Let me know if anything else comes up, but I think I've got the rest." Bambi gave the hologram a little kiss before Pointe disappeared. She needed to get the girl's attention, and that was easy enough. Bambi was hard to ignore regularly, but if the girl was a scammer, it wouldn't be hard to speed things along. Edgy girls like easy victims, especially if they thought they could knock them off a high horse.

No one had stepped up to the dance machine in her absence so she took up post again and spotted a young girl in a birthday crown. Perfect. "Is it your birthday? Oh my gosh, come up and dance with me! My treat!"

Birthday Girl was small enough that Bambi could hold her by the arms and spin her around on the dance mat to hit the buttons with more accuracy than an eight year old could alone. It wasn't anything like her own perfect score glowing at the top of the board, but it put her on the first page. and Bambi sent her off squealing in delight when she handed her the giant pile of tickets she had accumulated. A cute and loud siren to snag Buggy's attention, and a generous gift to establish herself as the honeypot worth trying to get into.