Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 13, 2007 1:58:19 GMT -5
Priz manages to find his way down to the now slightly less crowded cafeteria, despite packed hallways and a splitting headache. He notices Ivan sitting over at one of the tables at the far side of the room. Dodging through the crowd, he manages to secure a seat across from the medic.
"Thanks for the bandaids," Priz says, "Drinks are on me, when and if some become available."
"Thanks for the bandaids," Priz says, "Drinks are on me, when and if some become available."
