[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
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	Cynthia giggled and being as Cynthia was she darted off away from the crowd for a few moments before returning with a chair, a soda and a bag of popcorn. She was tried of waiting around for snacks and such and figured she might as well eat something. Adelaide had made sure the entire thing was catered and people were not eating as much as she thought they should. What was it about death that made people not eat? Wasn't that way for Cynthia, granted Cynthia was not a like most people that was sure enough. Maybe back in High School she would have lost her appetite but these days she figured if there was death running about she might as well eat. A little habit she got into during her time at Shady Pines. Eat while you can because it is better to be medicated or killed on a full stomach. Seriously, in the end no one is going to regret that last Twinkie. 

	Things seemed okay as Tim stood there next to Riley and eyed Jacob a bit; while Cynthia watch Riley and grinned as she sat there with her cheeks puffing out from the over stuffing of popcorn held in her cheeks like a little chipmunk. When Jacob spoke she giggled, nearly spitting out her food before she was able to force it down and take a slug of her drink. Smacking her lips a bit she smiled as she looked over towards Tim. 

	[color=f26522]"Now watch this. Riley has opened the conversation with a non-committal question that could easily be brushed off with an answer of [i]"nothing much you?"[/i]. Yes yes, as many people would answer towards someone they really had not had contact with over the years and who they did not get along with during those days. Now Jacob has retorted in a confrontational manner by spouting off his [i]achievements[/i] over the last then years. Yes yes, see that. Yes I do see that. He is informing us that he is busy, owns his own business and is wealthy. The How about you nearly challenging Riley to out do him. Yes, I see this. A tango of the demented? In a way. Both suffered from bullying and issues growing up. Yeah, well we didn't help with that. True but it wasn't just us. That makes it okay? No, it doesn't make it okay but plenty of people get bullied and they don't turn out bad. Okay true but doesn't mean we should have. No, but it also shouldn't be used a crutch for the rest of ones life. No it shouldn't but these two seem to have done alright. Have they? Financially they have. True but in other ways? Well I don't know, they aren't breaking down their therapists notes for us. They have therapists? Well we do. Well yeah but that is for a different reason. True but doesn't everyone have one these days? Do they? Well isn't it the in thing? How so? You know, fuck up, see a Freud wannabe and then come out with thumbs up that everything is fine? Maybe but I am not sure. Neither am I. So what do we do now? Watch? Watch! Then shut up! Oh right!"[/color]

	Cynthia finishing her ramble she shoved another handful of popcorn in her mouth as Tim shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair as he pushed it back and put his sheriffs hat back on and hoping that Marc would get out there soon enough, he wasn't exactly sure he could put up with any more of Cynthia's rambling and kind of felt sorry for Riley being the one stuck with her for the evening. Letting out a short breath Tim looked back over towards Jacob. "So where were you yesterday at 4 p.m. until now?"