<em>"The Kid" - Dean Logan - 11:40pm - Basement Office</em><br/><br/>Dean sighed, stuffing the money back in his wallet. He could feel his face growing hot, though he wasn't quite sure why. What was he expecting here? Did he actually want something? He didn't know. In fact, he did know something. He couldn't get out of here fast enough.<em>Thanks, Dad, for making me miserable even after death</em>. He got up, sneering at Harris as he turned.<br/><br/>"Have a nice day," he said quietly, stepping out. He shut the office door behind him and bee-lined straight for the stairs. He glanced towards Doc. "Y'know you guys should consider getting an ATM in here," he said. "Not like you give out pamphlets or anything."