Rick whistled. The bartender raised his eyebrows and shook his head slowly: women. "Guess it doesn't get too much worse than that." He drank some of his beer and the bartender moved away to help someone else. Rick browsed the forums, but not as often as the rest of the building; he was too damn busy. He didn't know if they were still up to their horrific tricks, and he wasn't sure he wanted to know. Where he was sitting, the bad guys were still on the outside of the building. "Better off without a woman like that," he said, more to see what the other man said than anything else.