Gren is well on her way to decisively losing this chess match, but she's doesn't seem really concerned about it.
"...This is nice. Relaxing. Ice cream was a good idea."
She grabs her mask out of her coat and disappears to the location of what is, apparently, a plane crash.
About an hour later, Copycat sends Glory Girl an email that boils down to 'Do you know why Panacea doesn't want me to copy her? I could heal more people with more different kinds of healing.'
The response, when similarly boiled, says that it's part New Wave reasons and part personal, and Glory Girl can't really talk about it. Which isn't evasive at all.
She flies above Skitter's territory, high enough that no bugs are present, and whisper-spells at the bug queen. "Copycat here. Just letting you know you passed my checkup. Do you happen to know where Coil's got to?"
"I think he left town when we took over," she lies.
"Uh huh. You're getting your money from somewhere. I don't buy that you can run this place the way you do without a backer. And it fits Coil's modus operandi, doesn't it?"
"You could say that about any successful team," she points out. "I'm not about to give away how we're really making our money."
Sigh. "Look, is there anything you might want from me more than you want me to not know where Coil is? Healing, catching a bunch of gangbangers, repairing the sewers and draining all the floodwater?"
If Coil was still here and I knew where, I'd tell you. Or help take him down, if you found him first. But you realize this sounds kind of unlikely."
Time to visit Tattletale. Still invisible, and with a couple other Stranger effects besides. She's damnably observant. Gren starts copying that power over again - she doesn't care nearly as much about villains objecting to her copying things.
"Hullo, Tattletale. How's things?"
"Pretty well. Warlord of Brockton Bay. You're Copycat, now? How's that working out for you?"
She's not using her power yet. Copycat almost certainly is, and she probably doesn't know about the limits.
"I'm great. See the world, meet interesting capes, then copy them. And earn a lot of money curing the incurable, stop a falling Airbus in my spare time. But I have a bit of a grudge against the guy who kidnapped and drugged me, you see. I was hoping you could shed some light on what exactly went down between you and him."
"Coil, right? Skitter told me.
We teamed up with him against the ABB, for a while. Most of the villains did. We were small fry then, barely earned a seat at the table. That was while he had you, going by when the other Witches arrived.
More recently, I got into some of his accounts. Locked him out, stole as many of his revenue streams as I could—not giving you any details there, sorry—even bribed some of his mercenaries." On the assumption that this is being examined with her own power, Tattletale has to assume Copycat knows where she's being evasive. She may be wrong, but better safe than sorry.
"Do you have a lead on what he's been doing since?"
"I'm starting here 'cause Brockton Bay is the last place anybody's seen him as far as I know. Gather intel before trying to move on him, and all, though I've never been very good at intel." It's about time to start using the power, headache be damned.
"I've got...good information on what he was doing, if that would help."
The power informs Gren, Itentionally avoiding naming the source. Thinks it should be obvious. Coil's former employees. Expected me to guess that. Knows I did. Knows I know she expected me to guess. Knows I know she knows...
It'll keep giving her a steady flow of useless information until she focuses, stops, and starts again.
"It would help. But I'm a bit nervous about the kind of things you might want in return."
"He secretly hired the Travelers for cape muscle. Going by what he told his soldiers, his endgame was to clean up the city. Not unlike us, or at least Skitter, just with worse methods. And they would have worked for him regardless, so it's not like he had to lie to them." Her power picks up on the obvious implication, Undersiders have differing motives, Tattletale is in this for sport, successful attacks are counting coup. Fighting the ABB scores points against Lung, attacking PRT HQ was a goal against the heroes, many fights have secondary reasons... it got irrelevant again.
"The Travelers are no longer relevant. They let some sort of evil-clone-making monster loose in my homeworld, then got arrested once we killed it. Trickster died, though. You got into his files. He would have abandoned or drained everything in them if he has any common sense, but can you give me a name or a location from them anyway?"
When I hacked him I got most everything he knew at the time, but he knew I know it. I could point you to safe houses and backup bases, but they'd be empty. Never did get his secret identity." All statements true, incomplete, would be incomplete even if innocuous to cover for the real secrets, at least one omission isn't innocuous, already knew about the incident with the clones, has up to date information on the Protectorate.
Tattletale notices when she makes that connection. She starts using her own power to keep track of reactions and better direct Copycat's copy down more harmless trails.
"Of course you do, that's your power. Ugh. Spy games. At least I'm careful with my passwords." Has an eidetic or otherwise improved memory. "You're starting to make me feel like I'll come out worse behind even if I find Coil and take him down." Dislikes complex plans, impatient with information gathering, might do something rash or unexpected, intends to fight the Slaughterhouse Nine.