May 22, 2005 19:36
He's looked through just about every table, booth, and corner of the bar, but no Connor.
So hopefully, he's still up in the room.
Of course, the door is locked and he'd forgotten his key.
"Connor?" Rapping on the door.
No answer.
He tries again, with a little more force (and having first set down the bottle of whisky). "'M serious, here. C'mon, open th' fuckin' door already...."