Bennett Grantham is the second best secret agent (bwgrantham) wrote in immune_ic,
Bennett was perched on his usual grand staircase in the main hall of the terminal. That put him right at the center of the place, pretty much, and he could keep his eye on just about anything and everything. He could easily take out one of the infected from there too. Hopefully it would never come to that, though. For now, he just liked it because, while it was a staircase, and one of the main ones at that, it wasn't used all that much. So he was out of the way.
He'd been flipping through a Playbill he'd found for La Cage Aux Folles, and was currently on some article about Bernadette Peters and dogs when he spotted someone sneaking away from the sleeping area. Quirking a brow, he quietly watched the young woman a moment to see where she was going to go; bringing his hand up to pull the cigarette from between his lips as he exhaled the smoke. He wasn't exactly a chain smoker-- and who could be these days? But occasionally, he'd enjoy one-- because yes, it put him a little bit more at ease. He was surprised more people weren't smoking at a time like this.