“Uhh, sure..." Marcy said, half excited and half disappointed that she wouldn't get to peek around in the room while the raccoon guy was gone. Still, this was a very intriguing mystery, and spending time with the subject in question might get something answered. Maybe he was schizophrenic or something?<br/><br/>Marcy followed obediently, and tried to make small talk on the way.<br/><br/>“So um... My name’s Marcy by the way. I guess we didn’t get off on a good start...”