Morningstar Manor

Fin had had a breakfast meeting with his agent. This was a regular thing and pissed him off mightily because he knew damn well the agent wasn't that busy and even when they did have breakfast the man only picked at the food because he was on a perpetual, and unsuccessful diet.

Consequently Fin had pigged out in protest and now needed a little lie down while he digested.

He contemplated the stairs, said, "naaaaah" and went to wait for an elevator.