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[@Gardevoiran][@TheRedWatcher][@BCTheEntity][@Alias]
This has been the third interruption today. The day was beginning to test his patience and how long he could stand dealing with more bullshit. He took in the longest drag of his cigarette he could muster before letting it out, watching the group through the window. 

It seemed that he would have to entertain them for just a little while longer. Large groups were never his thing. Placing the butt into an ashtray on top of a garbage can he felt only the slightest itch of irritation, but when he walked into the coffeeshop that didn’t show.

Grant stared down at the worried group and took out one of his pay to go phones. 

“Should I call the ambulance?” Grant asked trying to sound like he genuinely cared, “Just in case.”