@hornedpredatorhandler from here
“What’s your problem?” Katherine asked looking over at Neil Hodges. She had just been talking to some teenagers about her Ceratosaurus though they were just passing time before it was time to feed the rex and off they went. Figures her dino would play second fiddle to the T-rex. “I’m clearly where I’m supposed to be,” She leaned against the door where the public went through to see Ceratosaurus, opening a bottle of water.
“Not with you!” He shook his head, holding out his hands defensively. Neal was a bit on edge, considering he was going to be late to the next feeding show at the lagoon. Sure, he didn’t have to be at every one of them, but it was a lot easier monitoring the telemetry during dinner time.
“Sorry, it’s just that I haven’t been able to get on the Monorail around here for the past ten minutes. Is there a new coupon for the Adrenaline Package or something?” Truth was, he didn’t venture out by the Rex and other carnivore enclosures too much, only when someone specifically requested to meet up with him, like the management.
“You’re the Cerato lady, aren’t you? Hi, I’m Neal from the Mosa Lagoon.” He abruptly extended a hand to her.
