[fairly, but barely, right at the moment. Steve's just stepped out of his own room, pulling the door closed behind him as he juggles his lunch and few odds and ends in his other arm. once the door's clicked secure behind him, he lifts his head, ID badge in his mouth, and blinks, looking toward the hullabaloo.
blinkblink. wow, what a noisy customer, that oncoming bird.
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blinkblink. wow, what a noisy customer, that oncoming bird.
blink.
squint.
wait.]