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Ray's settled at a well-lit table not too far from the main Bar. He's got what's either lunch or dinner- hard to tell, the way he eats. 'course, he's ignoring the food anyway. His holocomputer is out and he's frowning thoughtfully at an insanely complicated set of schematics hovering several inches above the device. Periodically he touches part of the plans and they rotate through several degrees to present a new angle.
They generally don't make much sense from the new angles, either, but he certainly seems engrossed by them.
They generally don't make much sense from the new angles, either, but he certainly seems engrossed by them.