Talk:Corporate Insecurity

This is probably a shortcut, when one goes in with a motorcycle (I'm pretty sure I was using a tri-cycle, but this needs spading) it cleans the room:

The entryway is enormous. Towering granite pillars lead thirty feet into the air, filling a hard, echoing hallway with elevators positioned at the distant end. A relaxed but serious guard sits by a metal detector, watching an array of monitors. You don't like the look of things; something smells like a trap. Thinking better of the traditional assault, you duck back outside.

Your motorcycle has a full tank of gas. It's but a moment for you to rev it up to high velocity in the courtyard, leap off at the last second, and watch as your motorcycle smashes through the plate glass windows. The subsequent explosion knocks all the guards unconscious.

Once you get a replacement vehicle from your garage the way will be completely clear.

--Muhandes 05:48, 1 October 2010 (PDT)