Derek considers for a moment longer, which really means he's spent subjective hours of thinking of other concerns of this new business.
"Also on topics for another day: what level of liability and corporate insurance we buy, how big do we expand and what criteria we use for vetting newbies, how do we choose clients and how do we assign resources (i.e. us) to jobs in a fair way that we all get a chance for work. For example, if Flare hasn't been assigned to a job in a while but the next job is against the blind mole men of Tanzita, should he be assigned even though his powers would be less useful? No, that's not meant as a slight on his abilities, I, for example, fully admit that I'm of limited use against purely flying opponents. Since the money we get paid is partly based on what jobs we are a part of, it's a concern that the best suited resources be assigned to jobs in some logical means."
"Eventually I can see Valor Unlimited as a clearing house for supers. We pay a nominal retainer to powered or talented individuals, or.... conglomerates in Mr. DNA's case, didn't mean to be... 'singulist' there, in order to assign them to various jobs that come our way. Oooh, we'll need a selection process for jobs too. In order to make sure we aren't just another 'do anything' mercenary company. I mean we're all heroes here, right?"
Throughout his speech, his words had been gradually speeding up, becoming higher in pitch until he sounded like a chipmunk.
He seems to realize this and stops to clear his throat, his voice returning to normal.
"But those are problems for the future. Do we have anything on our docket for today? Did I see people from the police here earlier?"