Slid to Angel under the door by yours truly.
Killing guys really isn't her forte. She prefers to put them on a hook and watch them squirm though. We actually worked very well together, believe it or not.
Hope you get out earlier, Thursday's pizza in the cafeteria for dinner. It'd give you something new to pretend to eat.
PS. You're welcome. Must be hell wearing hats. (Like I'm one to talk, my hair weighs more than your girlfriend.)