Suzie Costello was perhaps the last person that Owen had expected to be dropped here after everything. Sure, they had all been here at once time or another in the time that he'd been stuck here, but he would have expected any of the others to come in long before Suzie would have arrived again. But he was left to deal with her on his own now with none of the others here. This was going to be interesting.
Opening the door at the knock, Owen stood there for a long moment, staring at Suzie. She didn't look any different than he remembered, better, actually, considering the lack of bullet holes. Everyone looked better without bullet holes. Even in medical scrubs.
"We're going to have to get you something better than that to wear," Owen said vaguely as he looked her over again. "At least I had the presence of mind to put something on you. Or you might have shown up here as nature intended."