Moving quickly to change into a uniform of his own -tuck tuck fit fit- Obi-Wan assumed Tech and Heero would both be doing the same.

He gave a nod to Tech's report. "Good. If we can have just a little bit of luck, hopefully it will stay that way."

Law of averages, right? They were due to catch a break. Right?

Patting down the pants pockets of his borrowed slacks, Obi-Wan also knelt down and began to frisk the other guards. Any weapons he found he confiscated, anything that appeared to be an access card, or fob he also confiscated. Eventually standing he glanced around, caught sight of Heero watching him expectantly -felt a pinch of ohsithspitwhatamItryingtodohere- shoved the thought back into the recesses of his consciousness for later meditation, and moved to the door.

"Once we step out, we need to keep going and sell it." He knew Tech was used to this sort of raid, and Heero had -thus far- proven more than capable. Obi-Wan wasn't telling either men anything they didn't already know; so he was probably vocalizing the plan as much for himself as for them.

"There is a woman on comms who has a bird's eye view of what we're walking into. If we get separated, you should try to make contact with her."