Fine? This man didn't look at all fine. It looked like he is going to fall to the floor this very moment. One more touch would do it, but I wouldn't want to, seeing how serious this was, she thought. She was genuinely concerned for the man, even though nobody around had the same concern.<br/><br/>Damn right you've been ass, Danielle thought, but turned around in her thoughts, a handsome ass, more like. She reached her hand to hold his and she gently shook it as to not make the lieutenant's injury worse. "Danielle Avena, photojournalist," she responded. She contemplated on what she should do. His eating of one apple would not help him heal and it surely won't give him enough energy for the rest of the day. Then an idea hit her. She took off her camera from her neck and set it down in front of Tristyn.<strong>"Wait here a moment,"</strong>she said, getting up and making her way to the buffet line again. She looked around before heading into the kitchens and surprisely, no one gave a damn. She looked and found big ol' Marcus.<br/><br/>"Hey, the beautiful Miss Avena," Marcus said as he saw her. "Is Lt. Phoenix being an asshole again?"<br/><br/><strong>"No, he's actually in pain, due to my doing, and I think finding out your mac and cheese is gone, he's in more pain. I'd like to make it up to him. I bet you have cheese, bacon bits, tomato, oh and bread crumbs, but you don't have macaroni. Why not just put in a different type of pasta. Like lasagna. I bet you have leftover lasagna. Just cut that up and make your cheesy mac. I bet you can do it. And make two bowls. I'd like to try it,"</strong>she said to the black man.<strong>"Man, I wish I had a camera right now. I would like to take pictures of your work."</strong>