Lauren wound a strand of hair around her finger as she considered the options for the next chapter.  She was seated at a little round table near the bar, hunched over her notebook as she ran off various scenarios in her head.  She let go of her hair to flip back a few pages to read over what she'd written and was interrupted by the arrival of the "town crier."  She turned to look at the man, Barry, watching the bouncer work with him.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, knowing she was going to regret this one day...  She got to her feet and went to the door.<br/><br/>"Hey," she said in general greeting to Ricky and Barry.  She intended to get some food into Barry, help dilute the alcohol when there were gunshots and Barry stopped sounding so drunk and actually used multisyllabic words correctly.  She froze, looking to Ricky.  "Maybe he's not off his rocker completely...no offense," she added to Barry.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory &amp; Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br/>Inventory<br/>Handgun<br/>Hamlet<br/>Notebook<br/>Mechanical Pencil<br/>MP3 Player loaded with the best music.<br/><br/>HP: 147<br/>Stamina:  182<br/>Rested and feeling good</div></div>