The Black Iron crew murmured amongst each other, whispers of questions and curiosities rising amongst the crowd, until Graham let out two thunderous claps that silenced them all. [b]“Alright! It’s time for you bozos to get brunch.”[/b] Graham shook a pointing finger. [b]“I know most of y’all skipped breakfast, and I don’t want Riko to get on my ass for workin’ you like dogs!”[/b]

Koba signed to summarise, [b](“So, fuck off.”)[/b]

Groans and whoops alike scattered from the sea of black and orange they dispersed, leaving Jemma to enter beneath the roller door with Alex, Graham, and Koba.