Tony shook his head, and grinned. "I don't think so... but my dad's modded it too so... it's pretty resistant." he chuckled, and looked at the group. "Well... I'm gonna grab some breakfast before we hit the road. The Pierce-Arrow can hold six, plus the trailer can hold basically a family so... I think we'll be good in terms of transport, though we may want to take Axel's truck as well, just for Soren's exoskeleton, unless you have a better way of transporting it." he pointed out here.
"Breakfast? You want the kitchen staff to..." Don Stracci began.
"Oh I got it, pops, don't worry!" Tony said, waving as he went towards the kitchen. "Just gonna whip up something quick. Eggs take a matter of minutes after all." he added. Good, quick breakfast, then they'd all be on the road.
Entering the kitchen, the ferret broke out two skillets, moved over to the expansive stoves, turned on the heat, and let the pans start to heat. He went over to one of their five fridges, retrieved some butter, eggs, bacon, mushrooms, and sausages, and began carrying them over to the stove.
The don looked at the others. "I'll provide you with hardware when you leave... also, your weapons will be returned. You understand, I can't lend you direct support... can't implicate myself after all and risk sparking a war, but indirect... I'll provide whatever you need." Don Stracci stated, taking a data pad from Max now and handing it first to Soren. "Just select from the list what you want and I'll provide it." he offered. "Pass it around, make sure everyone gets it, and the stuff'll be waiting for you when you drive out.''
Stryker glared at her. "You don't get to make requests, I'm afraid... as my boss said, this isn't a negotiation." he stood up again, went around to her backside, and twisted the pear open a few more notches. "Once again... where's Lupis?" he reached behind him, into a box, and retrieved what looked like a cross between a fire poker and cattle prod. Activating it, the tip immediately began to heat up. "This'll hurt you more than me." he grinned, and applied the burning tip to her neck, holding it there and letting the tool begin to sear away her flesh. "Where's Lupis?" he demanded more angrily.