Salvo nods, understanding perfectly. Light shining from an overhead fixture gleams off her opaque visor.
"I can do that," she says confidently. "It'll cost you, but it'll be worth it."
"Really?" Facelift reacts, unimpressed.
"You're thinking too small, my friend! You need a disguise; you want to really sell it to all the bots in that dump that you are a Decepticon- the baddest Decepticon on the ship! That, my friend, is a disguise!"