Bay dropped her phone in, since it wasn't like she was using it right then anyhow. It also seemed like the best way to get Daphne to calm the fuck down and quit acting like a Nazi -- not that she was going to share this opinion aloud.

While the box for phones was going around the circle, Daphne went over to a whiteboard and wrote Demands at the top in her neat handwriting before gesturing to the group.

//What do we want?//