#iwantthatcookie

Marie and Drifter are talking but the whole time the Drifter cannot help but stare down the men across the cathedral.

Marie jokes "My goodness wolf, you look like your starved."

Without hesitation the Drifter jokes back, "I am."

Marie motions to Lyon, "We will see you have the stomach for it, Wolf."

Except, the Drifter motions to Lyon AND Roathe, "I have quite the appetite." A devilish grin appearing.

Marie is taken aback and laughs at the absurdity. Except the Drifter is not joking, and Marie is now very concerned for the two men in the cathedral.

Right now my classmates are playing a game to win a st. Patricks day cookie. It's basically two green cookies with frosting in the middle. No big deal, right? No. They're fighting over it like animals because one girl was gone and they wanted the extra cookie. So they're fighting to the death in a card game for a tiny green cookie. A group, screaming and fighting, like children clustered around a freakin cookie. Priorities. One of them is holding it protectively as if someone's gonna snatch it away and eat it before anyone could stop them.