Benjamin glared at Josh. While he didn't get angry easily, Josh seemed to get that done effortlessly. He was glad Josh walked away and he turned to Dia. 
"I can do that, but when they examine me they will see there is no swelling of the ankle. And I'd rather not have 'suffers imaginary injuries' added to my file." He examined Dia for a moment, he wasn't sure how long she would be tangible and visible, but hopefully long enough. "I bet they don't know the kitchen staff. Barely anyone from the kitchen comes in person to the asylum; they communicate mostly over the phone and through e-mails. I heard one of the patients needs gluten-free meals. Maybe you can complain to the doctor and ask if that is really needed, because they often have to make a separate dish for her. I could be the one who led you here."

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Marc looked at the game as he stepped towards it with Sara. He took his wallet to get a coin from it. "Here," he said as he handed it to Sara. "Insert it in that slot, push the red button and try to get a high score by whacking enough moles. You get tickets based on your score and at the end we can exchange the tickets for a small prize."
He took another coin for himself and moved to the Whack-A-Mole machine next to it, so he could play a round as well.