D for once looked flustered... he quickly stopped leaning on the wall as everyone was milling about and discussing today's events with each other. He was simply waiting for one of them to need him to do something for them. Whatever that may be. Perhaps secretly, he may have been hoping that Annie would need some extra help. He shook his head both at the emotion coming over him around Annie and at the state of "Black Tony" in front of him.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: red">Tony, change of plans, my friend. She will meet with you in 90 minutes or so. Might be long enough for you to sober up even. She's a bit busy right now and will be for some time still. Best to wait until later.</span>" D stepped in front of the door to the ER and hoisted a thumb over his shoulder back to the ER. It was apparent that Fanya wasn't there any more, looks like she made her way to the supply room behind the ER itself, with two others still in the ER having a conversation of sorts.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>