Re: Matt/Chris -- Food Table -- 8:05 p.m.
A thick, black brow arched; Chris was fairly certain the spa day had been introduced after Matt's arrival, and there'd been so much chatter about it on the boards that it was nearly impossible to miss.
"Uh, not everyone," he admitted, watching Matt's face carefully. He suddenly seemed awfully nervous. "I didn't, and I managed to convince my friends... I mean, my friends didn't go. There's a handful who did, though. Just, struck me as weird, you know? All the strangeness and then the best they can do is a comp day for a spa." He rolled his eyes, briefly wondering at the microphone he'd gotten back in April and glancing around as though there might be more so they could listen in. Then he rolled his eyes; he was getting paranoid.
"I was talking with a few who did. Alice, Nish. You met either of them? They both said they fell asleep, which... I guess that's not that strange... I take it you missed out on the opportunity?"