"Sorry, pretty foots.  Probably just nerves and my bad conscience.  I don't know that there is a bug in my apartment - but if I can do it to them, they can do it to me... and I've been showing an unhealthy interest in things the administration wants kept doggo.  Likewise, while it isn't likely that a cab signaled from my flat would have a recorder hidden in the cushions, still it might have; the Special Service squads are thorough.  But this cab-" He patted its seat cushions. "They can't gimmick thousands of cabs.  One picked at random should be safe."