(Punctuation is a virtue)<br/><br/>Cody nods, smacks his knees and standing up and walking straight out the door. "You take care of yourself big guy." he calls out, a hint of genuineness to his voice, before finally disappearing into the elevator.<br/><br/>Jazz smirks with a coy tilt of her head. "Miles, lets leave these two their privacy. How does a movie sound?"<br/><br/>Jeremiah walks back from his break, his mind frozen with anxiety. The blaring lights of the city lit up the mostly dark and boring city. A few pieces of garbage brush past Jerry's supple legs, a result of the wind "How would I approach him? I can ask if he's hungry. Offer myself as a snack. I guess I'm tasty. I dunno, I haven't tasted myself. GAAHHH, WHY AM I IN LOVE , IM A COMPLETE TOOL! No one falls in love with tools. People only like confident people, that's not fair I--" Jeremiah pauses his walking in order to take in what he saw. A man of about 8 feet in height, average build, black hair, wearing a white tank top and beige cargo shorts was carrying a cardboard box the size of a coffee table with no sign of struggle. He was reading a paper on the box, maybe a map. The large man opened the door, ducking his head under the head of the door and lumbering inside. Jeremiah stood frozen there, confused at what he saw and why he was still standing there. "Well he's large. I wonder just how large. No, don't fall for another one, just stick to the one I have." With a large sigh, he walks in behind him, the dim light of the entrance greeting him. The large man placed the package down on the counter with a deep thump and was repeatedly ringing the bell with two fingers.