Larry grumbled something under his breath about her 'truly being royalty'. The last thing he needed was some snooty, all-knowing chick on this God-forsaken trip.<br/><br/>Out of nowhere, an old geezer came reeling out of the bushes, rambling on about something, most likely the gunshot. "Oh god... this is already going to be a sucky morning, isn't it?" he whined to no one in particular, pulling his sleeping bag out of the deflated tent.