Earth wasn't overthrown in a day

Taking these two as agents would be quite handy for the future. You leave them seated in two of the auditorium's decrepit seats. Of course not before doing your best to clean up a bit and leaving bits of yourself behind in them to overtime push them further into your favor. The rebellion will wilt collapsing from the inside. It simply will take time. Something you are rather antiquated with considering your age.

You head up to the reception hall after straightening out your previous few moments of earthly pleasure. The Council members are all in their own little pods, discussing what issues and ideas they have between their different allies and associates. You walk through the room, looking over the different groups. Some give you evil eyes and others give you eyes of admiration. To some you are a foreign invader, to others you hold the potential future of human kind on the tip of your "pinky". As you make your way across the floor you ponder what the appropriate course of action would be for the remainder of the earth day. Should you stay with the council discussing positions? Return to your craft to share a few more moments with Song on the way (plus the rest of your crew when you get there)? Or would you look to another council member? attempting to gain another voice to quell the dissenting opinion on your presence and relationship with humankind...