Terry looked at the spectacle with growing disinterest. It became obvious that the two might have intended to brawl but there was going to be an awful lot of trash-talking first. At each development, his boredom became more pronounced. When Flinders ended everything, he slinked out of the auditorium while smirking. [i]"Ah, I love the smell of intimidation and humiliation in the morning,"[/i] he thought as he turned left, walking without quite knowing where he was going.