Rick watched as everyone filed in, following after him. He hated them. Gazing around he noticed that the girl that had declared herself as Iyana was the only marginally sane one out of the group. Getting up, he sat at her table--taking his drink with him.

"Hey, so am I the only one that thinks this is insane?" Rick asked. He was hoping that maybe one of the other guys around would stop acting like a damn psychopath and come over to have a legitimate conversation. I mean, sure, Iyana seemed horny, but still...sane. Maybe if Rick slapped Rick enough he could get a coherent sentence out of him, too. God forbid the robot or the nose got near him.