Kelly laid her chin on her palm and nibbled on her lip as she drew two chips and tossed them in. She was reaching for her water when a thought occurred to her. Rather than wrapping her fingers around the glass, her nail clinked against it, pushing it slightly away from her. A pink hue tinged her cheeks as her eyes shuffled around the room. Leaning over slightly, she whispered to George, "Is there a restroom or are we taking periodic breaks this evening?"