Goblin sat quietly in the large cargo-plane. He was the first one in the plane ofcourse, and he thought how the group would approach this job. He would ask of course, but give his highest opinion. The plane was gonna fly them from New York to Greenland, so the group would have time to meet each other, if they havent already. He hadn't meet any of the team, busy talking with his employer about future plans, and how to manage his team. He heard some people making their way through the hanger, their footsteps and voices echoing from the circler room. He stood up and stretched, and slid the W.O.L.F Pack files into a empty bag. He just finished reading all the facts about his group, and the group seemed well rounded.