<strong>~Brody~</strong><br/><br/>Sam smiled kindly. "Sure, this way. Just follow my lead."<br/><br/>Walking to the far right wall, Sam heads to a spot right in the middle. Holding a hand out in front of him he walks right through the wall. Beyond it is a lift and as the two step inside a smooth male voice, speaks, "Identi-"<br/><br/>"Sam Flynn and guest. Destination, lounge." Sam interrupts the voice, with a slight smile and shrug at Brody. In a few moments the lift begins to move, a distinct upwards motion.<br/><br/>A few seconds later the motion stops and in front of the pair a door opens into a room with pale grey plush seats and a small bar at the far end. A white lit male Program stands behind it, the only other person in the room. Tall, dark skinned with short hair, the Program wears a blue lit visor. Sam waves to him as he leads Brody to a couple of arm chairs away from the large window that spans the whole of one wall opposite the lift. The table tops are dimly lit from within, otherwise the light sources in the room are the soft silvery glow of both floor and ceiling.<br/><br/>Calling over to the barman, Sam says, "Just a couple of Clears, please, Jarr." The barman nods and smiles, quickly preparing the drinks. Sighing as he sits down, Sam turns to Brody, "Not many people use this place so it is always fairly quiet." He pauses for a moment, looking a little uncomfortable. "So... Um... Welcome to the Grid?"