<strong>Tyson:</strong><br/><br/>Lindsay rolled her dark eyes as Tyson reminded her that he was, at least temporarily, management, but she did smile.<br/><br/>As he sat down in the back, the woman who hadn't been crying narrowed her eyes a bit more. It looked like he wasn't putting her at ease, at any rate. "What?"<br/><br/>The other woman looked up at him and sniffed. "Well, you don't have to worry about Rule Two then. I'm done. I can't work for that piece of shit Jasper any more. I don't f-fucking care if they don't have somebody else for tonight. I don't." Her voice had started to waver about halfway through, but she kept going.<br/><br/>Seeing her friend? Colleague, at least, talk to him, the suspicion was dropped. "He tried to get Desiree to sleep with him. She said no, and so he hit her. And now he doesn't have the balls to even come in here, the sack of shit." She paused for a moment to let Desiree sniff loudly again before continuing. "I was asking her if she wanted to call Magic, maybe see if she can get transferred if he won't fire Jasper."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Jessie:</strong><br/><br/>From the corner of her eye, Jessie could see Angie pull out her cellphone, as she slipped it under the table and began fiddling with it. Liam looked over at Angie's classmate, a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face. For her part, Angie's classmate looked over at Jessie, seemingly annoyed. At Jessie's casual mention of running somebody over though, she seemed to think better of saying anything, opting instead to blink and lean back in her seat before digging her own phone out.<br/><br/>Liam laughed at her questions, shifting the package under one arm. "Oh you should have heard! He was spooked bad, first he said a bear. Then he said it must have been a deer. But I mean, way too big for a deer, you know? So then we asked where he found a deer 8 feet tall, and now he says a moose. I don't think he ever hit anything before, you know? Shit, first time I hit a deer I freaked out. Third time, I got mad I'd have to call my insurance!" Liam lived out past Rook's End, and it seemed like he hit more deer in his off-hours than most of the rest of the crew had hit in their lifetimes. Somehow he still got to drive a van. "Nah, he'll be okay. He's young, right?" Liam was also barely 28. "Hey, you know, they've sent me out to worse places. Wikkers said he'd be timing me though. That old bastard hasn't had fun since 'Nineteen Ohhh-Two,' I hear." If there was something Liam was good at, aside from vehicular-manslaughtering deer, it was imitating Wikkers' voice. The old bastard description fit the manager perfectly, and he had an exciting habit of sticking around well after any sane person would have left for the day.<br/><br/>"Speaking of, I'd probably better go find somebody to foist this on. Catch ya later?" He began wandering off in the direction of the bar, near the STAFF door.<br/><br/>As Liam wandered off, the bartender, a tanned Latina woman wearing a bright-yellow pin reading 'Mrs. Goodbar' made her way over to the table, carrying a small tray. She set it down, and scooted a shot glass in front of each of the women at the table, despite the no-alcohol-on-Tuesdays-and-Thursdays thing they had going on every Tuesday. And Thursday. "Compliments of Management," she said with a wink. "Who, and this seemed to be important to mention, is that cute reed of a man who just ducked in the back. You ladies have a good night, let me know if there's anything I can do." With a smile, she left to return to her post.<br/><br/>Angie picked up her glass and sniffed it suspiciously. "Uh, is this alcohol? They checked our IDs. And I thought they didn't even serve any tonight."<br/><br/>Her classmate simply picked hers up and downed it with a barely audible "Score!"<br/><br/>For her part, Nadia picked it up and swallowed it immediately, then coughed lightly, before looking at Angie's. "Hey, if you don't want yours, I'll take it." She looked more troubled than excited to Jessie.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Sun-hwa:</strong><br/><br/>The offices were thankfully very close, since they were actually across the drive and about one building down. Unfortunately, a large wooden sign on the door announced that the office hours were 8-5 Monday through Friday. The big windows were dark, the blinds drawn, and knocking on the door didn't seem to get anybody's attention. There was a sign with slots for changeable sections, including a space for an emergency contact, but it was currently listed as 'JOSHUA' and the slot for a phone number was blank.<br/><br/>As Sun-hwa turned back around, however, the door to May's apartment was standing open. Nobody had gone by behind her, in either direction, but nobody was visible standing by the door, either. The light in the apartment was definitely on, though.<br/><br/>Up closer, she could see that the door was open all the way. From outside near the garbage, she could see that the door opened into a short hallway, leading straight ahead to a closed door, and opened after only a few feet to the left into a kitchen. There was a small object on the floor just inside the door, barely visible. Whatever it was, it was small and flat, and if it hadn't been almost black against a beige carpet, probably wouldn't be visible from here.<br/><br/>Nobody moved inside the apartment, as best she could see, and there wasn't any new noise, just the semi-distant noises of people going about their day, some traffic, and plants rustling in the wind.