From the time everyone else had worked with me, they could pretty much make decisions on their own except for times when it was really important so then they would either decide on something that was easily fixed or just wait for me and hold on to that thought for as long as possible. Granted there were a few exceptions, but even though there would sometimes be something that could've been easily decided on paper, they operate on the notion of what I would do in their place.
It wasn't like they knew what I would do every single time because they'd been inside my head, but my decisions on most things tend to usually favor everyone's safety and well-being.
With that said, while keeping Mr. Crisologo still loopy for the remainder of our stay in this place, there were three individuals on whom I still needed to make a final decision.
They were "Beth" and "Cece" a.k.a. Mr. Crisologo's bitches and "Eduardo" a.k.a. the driver.