"Technically, I arrived on my own. But I'm not the only one here, no," Adric said as he tossed a few packets of crisps onto the top of the bar before popping back up from under it and hefting himself over again. Honestly, he didn't have to go over it that way, but walking all the way to the end of the bar just to go through the little door thing seemed ridiculous.
Picking up his book Mathematical Aspects of String Theory, Adric slipped onto one of the stools and glanced over at Jack, "Apparently, we're out of time."