"Well, if you were plannin' on spendin' the night, yeah. You woulda been fine for a few hours, but there woulda been one less New Guy after the sun went down." Michael grinned.
"I'm sure they'll let ya borrow Sascha again. I'm gonna try and see if I can't do this pretty regular. We'll head back to the Hyperion, dump the shit, go grab a bite'n'a bottle?"