"Well we are about to visit some of the richest people in America," he said as he turned towards them, blushing slightly as he saw her in the dress. "You...you look incredible," he said, trying to hide how red he'd gone.
"Here's your ID's," Tom said, smiling as he tried to rescue Morrison from his embarrassment. "Morrison is now James Raker, Petra you're Natalya Romanova and Skylar you're now Jessica Tamarind." He handed them the passports and other ID they would need. "As of now your old identities don't exist, at least as far as the US government is concerned. We've managed to get you some tickets for the party which will be waiting for you at the private airport you'll be landing at, along with a stretch limousine to take you there."