<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/Izrah%20Indica/tumblr_n63v9pIflu1rli48ao1_400.jpg)</div>By now there was enough creamer powder in the coffee she was relentlessly stirring to make it more like mocha pudding than anything. She listened and held her piece, lest it misfire and get someone in the nuts. When it seems the pig's run out of oinks, she knocks back the cup of coffee... and immediately pulls a face that shes she regrets doing so...<em>yolo!</em><br/><br/>"Well," she coughs, using a napkin to wipe at her lips. "Anyone up for the penny slots?" Her auburn brows lift at the rest of the pack. "Seems it'd be an easier look-and-see than, what's that, Dayglo Pharmafuckits."<br/><br/>well, that and as a Theurge, she was probably better-suited to feeling out a place like that, than trying to jockey her way into some high-security lab