"Teddy, this isn't your fault..." she said quietly, "You are not responsible for the entire world."<br/><br/>She made her way into the bar, guided him to a table in the back corner where she thought he'd be comfortable, then wove her way between tables toward the back room. When she reached the employee's locker/break room, she donned an apron, grabbed a tablet and a few pens, then went to check in with the manager. She wasn't gone more than a few minutes, but she found herself nervous as she headed out into the bar to begin waiting on tables. She hoped nothing would happen to Teddy.