<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fac51c">Vince closed his eyes and mentally cringed at what he said aloud and how Tracie took it. </span><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">'Hell, now I'm goin to be on some kinda watch list. Stupid Jackass of the day award goes to me.' </span></i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fac51c">He chided himself internally. Flopping his head to the side he watched the doctor leave his room and considered her open invitation, if she did have access to decent coffee and her own personal supply he could see about getting a cup from her every so often if what the patients were served didn't suit him. Hell, he would probably do it just to have something to do. Staring out of his door for a while longer he let out a loud groan and wriggled about on his bed. He was already feeling antsy about being here just knowing he couldn't walk out if he wanted to. Getting up from the bed he decided to wander. Who knew what he could find to entertain himself. With that thought Vince left his room not caring about closing the door behind him and turning down the hall and walking with no set destination.</span>